Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity-Chapter 712 - 496: The Fire Mulberry Flower Blooms_1
Chapter 712 -496: The Fire Mulberry Flower Blooms_1
An Lan roared, his body covered in injuries. Under the relentless attacks of the three immortal figures formed by Shi Hao’s Divine Skills, even he was struggling to fend them off.
His body burst, his flesh symbolizing his immortal will was ripped apart. The dazzling King blood spattered about, soaking his Immortal Battle Armor that had accompanied him through numerous battles.
This state drove him to madness.
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The momentum released by the huge eye was so strong that it was unimaginable. Most importantly, its pressure was similar to An Lan’s, both emanating an extremely rich aura of immortality.
“Another Immortal King!”
On the city wall, Meng Tian Zheng held the Fairy King’s Shroud in one hand and the Ten Realms Map in the other. Upon seeing the huge eye, his eyes shrank sharply, and his heart sank.
The Immortal King is a presence that already stands at the pyramid’s top, surpassing all, and incomparably mighty. Now that two appeared at once, it was uncertain if there were still others hiding.
Even though the newly emerged mysterious strong man was extremely powerful, it was doubtful whether he could resist the attacks of two Immortal Kings. In such a high-level battle, unless there’s a stark gap in power, it would be hard to determine a winner.
After all, life has evolved to this stage, alternating through the ages, and is now endowed with incredibly exaggerated vitality, as if endowed with a source of energy at all times, brimming with vitality. It is hard to kill, even if only one drop of blood is left, it can be restored instantly.
In fact, Meng Tian Zheng once read in an ancient book about some towering figure of immortal beings who was exterminated by the Heavenly Dao, even his soul was completely destroyed, yet he miraculously lived a second life by virtue of collective dreams of the living beings.
The most important point is that Meng Tian Zheng understood their conversation. The mysterious strong man couldn’t keep intervening; otherwise, he would be forcibly expelled by space-time.
Having attained the Dao for tens of millions of years, he had transcended countless epochs. Even during the time of Immortal Ancient, he had never been so miserable. Now, he was being utterly overwhelmed by a youngster that merely acquired a drop of blood. This shocked him, and filled him with uncontrollable anger. If this situation were to spread, wouldn’t it make his imperial clan a laughingstock!
Most importantly, the brash young man kicked him into the Bronze Cauldron, which was overflowing with Mother Qi of All Things, like kicking trash. He wanted to refine him alive right there.
A king’s dignity should not be tarnished.
An Lan’s eyes were bloodshot. He frenziedly thrusted his Golden Spear, shrouded in thunder, towards the Big Pot. Each of his strikes shook the earth and sky, and the booming sound that ensued was like the unending thunder of Nine Heavens, causing even the firmament to shake.
However, no matter what he tried, the Bronze Cauldron, which looked rusted and worn out, remained firmly unchanged. The degree of its stability exceeded his imagination; it was hard to even spot a single crack.
Still, what really terrified An Lan was that as time went on, he, who was trapped within the Pot, started to lose the sensation of his body’s existence. Particularly his lower body, which was becoming more and more ethereal. Even the blood of the Fairy King that fell evaporated rapidly, being absorbed by the Bronze Cauldron.
Such bizarre changes struck nerve-chilling fear into his heart, a terrifying feeling he had never experienced before. An Lan knew if this continued, his separable body would certainly be completely eradicated.
Even though it wasn’t his True Body that had arrived, he had paid a hefty price to condense this separable body capable of breaching the Heavenly Abyss.
If it were to be worn away like this, it would not only cause certain harm to his main body but also impact the morale of the millions upon millions of ferocious soldiers in his domain to a certain extent.
Therefore, he could only call for aid.
Yu Tuo, his lifetime dear friend, although not his real brother, he was more than a brother.
Even though it would be somewhat embarrassing, it wasn’t the first time he had done such a thing. During the time of Immortal Ancient, when he was battling against Reincarnation, No End, and the mysteriously emerging Ancestor of the Sacrificial Spirits, he had called for his dear friend uncountable times.
…
In the profound depths of the Blue Sea, as An Lan’s vast and boundless voice echoed.
A huge vertical eye suddenly appeared above the Frontier Wilderness. It was so enormous that it was unimaginable. Like a sun hanging in the sky, it instantly filled the entire sky, occupying everyone’s visual field.
As the giant eye opened and closed, the space within a radius of ten thousand li was ripped apart layer by layer. Countless large stars fell, accompanied by the collapse of an unimaginably colossal pressure.
The giant eye, like an Abyss, was unbearable to look at, like a lofty dome, blocking the sun, shining coldly from high above, overlooking the Frontier Wilderness, presenting an extraordinarily shocking sight.
“What is…”
On the Imperial City Wall, the few remaining old antiques looked horrified, feeling chills run down their spine.
Especially when they were swept by the huge eye, their souls even had a feeling of being shackled and frozen, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
If they were so, not to mention the low-strength city guards. They simply couldn’t withstand such an enormous scrutinizing power. Their bodies directly exploded, turning into clouds of blood, Blood Flowers bloomed wildly, making the place look like a blood rain had fallen.
As for Shi Hao… his current state was extremely strange. With only a drop of blood, he possessed such terrifying strength. He was momentarily suppressing an Immortal King, even beheading him. Meng Tian Zheng couldn’t see through at all; it was beyond his comprehension.
