Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity - Chapter 539

Chapter 539: Chapter 387: The Underworld Bridge is put into place, World Tree Sapling _2

Speaking of the Immortal’s Tomb…

Legend suggests that it houses the body of a real immortal, far superior to the remnants of the Immortal Palace. Its emergence would unleash a tremendous power, representing great opportunities. Yet, even though Jiang Hui is now in the Supreme Realm and his strength matches that of a true Immortal, he still can’t explore the deepest part of this towering mound of yellow soil. He is blocked by an unseen force that doesn’t allow him to delve any further.

Of course, Jiang Hui is not unduly worried. Even if there is a body of an immortal inside this mound of yellow soil, it would have long since gone quiet. Otherwise, it would have revealed its power by now, especially under his diligent exploration. It definitely would not remain unresponsive.

After circling the mountains behind the tomb for quite some time, Jiang Hui finally cleared away all the peaks around it, creating an empty area. Eventually, he summoned the Underworld Bridge from east to west, connecting it with the Immortal’s Tomb and the Sky River. At that time, the waters of the Sky River would also be able to flow into the Underworld Bridge.

“Boom!”

As the bridge appeared, the earth trembled as if there were an earthquake, the ground cracked and magma burst from the contact with the earth. This created a massive, unceasing fire that swept the surroundings creating great momentum.

Regardless how rampant this magma was, not a single drop landed on the Underworld Bridge.

The surface of the bridge was not smooth; it was full of bumps and indentations. Clearly, it had seen the passage of time. The imprint of the years was clearly visible. Moss had grown in many places, making it look like an old person whose face was full of time’s dust and wrinkles.

When the Underworld Bridge emerged, there was a near-imperceptible pause in the world. The Spiritual Energy suddenly became chaotic like swirling water, rushing towards the bridge. It was so tumultuous it quickly drained the area completely of its Spiritual Energy.

Fortunately, this disturbance didn’t last too long and soon disappeared.

On the side, the World Tree Sapling swayed slightly. As the Clear Wind passed by, the broad leaves rustled and filled the air with a rich Chaotic Aura. This, coupled with the Spirit Gathering Array formation, continuously produced new Spiritual Energy, refilling the void in almost no time at all.

After replenishing its Spiritual Energy, the scale of Underworld Bridge became even more impressive.

Although it looked around a thousand meters long, which didn’t seem particularly lengthy, Jiang Hui, its owner, knew better than anyone that this length was merely what was visible. The Underworld Bridge led to a separate, boundless region. Only upon his approval could one safely cross it, otherwise one will get lost forever within.

“Shouldn’t there be a Mengpo selling Mengpo’s Soup on the Underworld Bridge?” Jiang Hui clapped his hands, couldn’t help but ponder. But soon, he quickly cast the idea behind.

His creation of the Netherworld Underworld was mainly for his believers.

Not every believer had exceptional talent. Most of them were just like regular people. With Jiang Hui’s help, they could break boundaries and attain realms they never dared dream of. However, some have limited lifespans, and some just couldn’t cross the vast, insurmountable chasm into the realm of immortality.

At such times, the role of the Netherworld Underworld came into play. It allowed the deceased believers to be reincarnated, or quite directly, to live a second, third, or infinite lives. He didn’t need them to start over, but would they retain their memories…

…

Meanwhile.

At the base of the mountain.

There was a modest bamboo house surrounded by streams and colorful flowers. A gentle breeze caused the flowers to bloom, filling the air with an alluring and heartwarming fragrance.

This was the dwelling place of the Willow God.

The inside of the bamboo house was straightforward and unpretentious: just bamboo walls, a water lily on the wall, a few bamboo chairs, and nothing else. It was the epitome of simplicity.

With the Willow God’s realm, she had reached the state of fasting and didn’t need a table.

Besides Jiang Hui, it was Shi Hao who visited here most often.

But these days, with Shi Hao leaving the village to attend the recruitment grand ceremony of the Heavenly’s God Academy, the Willow God’s front yard gradually became quiet.

Jiang Hui would only come for discussions, other times he was in seclusion, attempting to gain insights into the mysteries of existence. He rarely made public appearances any more.

In the bamboo house, on the bed, the Willow God sat cross-legged, her hands forming intricate and complex seals. A faintly discernible chaotic aura enveloped her, and above her head hovered an emerald-like moon that constantly exuded a vigorous and abundant life force.

Her eyes were firmly closed, and her entire body looked like a clay figure, fully engrossed in receiving the spiritual baptism of the emerald moon.

This was the Willow God’s way.

She possessed unparalleled super strength to annihilate enemies and a tenacious will to live through thunderous punishments, showing no fear even when compared to the Ten Evil’s Treasured Technique.

Of course, as a matter of fact, if simply based on the scale of life development, the Willow God surpasses the Ten Evil.

However, at this moment, a loud rumbling came, sounding as if mountains were collapsing, interrupting the Willow God.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked towards the source of the noise. It seemed to be coming from the back mountain, and at the same time, she also felt an unusually terrifying force flowing.

“What has happened?” The Willow God’s lips were red but not dazzling, and she looked somewhat surprised. From the recent noise, it seemed to be a severe collision.

But one must remember, this is Liu Village. Who dares to cause chaos and provoke ruin if they don’t wish to die? Who could possibly get in?

Though she thought so, the Willow God still immediately rushed towards the source of the sound. Although she may not be one of the Liu Village People, she felt obligated to investigate since she was lodging here. If any trouble really occurred, she could help handle it.

However, as soon as she arrived at the back mountain, the scene before her shocked her.

She saw a stone bridge constructed from a lofty mountain that spanned magnificently between Heaven and Earth. There seemed to be a plaque carved from an unknown creature’s heart’s blood at the mouth of the bridge, which bore the words “Underworld Bridge”.

On both sides of the bridge were rows of enormous, grim-faced green stone statues, holding weapons, beastly, and ferocious. They were glaring at any creature crossing the bridge with menacing looks, exuding an oppressive atmosphere. It seemed if there was any sign of irregularity, they would break free from their stone state and suppress the intruders.

What shocked the Willow God the most was the bridge itself. She was not sure if it was her illusion but she could vaguely sense a streak of the Power of Reincarnation enveloping it. Although it was just a hint, it was extremely condensed as if it had materialized. Even the Power of Reincarnation wielded by a close friend of hers could not be as pure as this.

“This is the Underworld Bridge. All deceased souls that want to be reborn have to cross this bridge!” Jiang Hui said directly without turning his head. His senses were spread throughout Liu Village, naturally aware of Willow God’s arrival.

“Reincarnation and rebirth are merely hopeful notions. Even the Immortal King who controls the Power of Reincarnation can hardly promise to bring back the dead souls to life. Fellow Daoist, are you trying to outdo others?”

The Willow God spoke. She felt that the imagination of this supreme being of Liu Village was too fanciful. Although the gigantic bridge looked extraordinary, it was nothing more than an outside object, no matter how rare.

Jiang Hui only smiled slightly, neither refuting nor agreeing.

“Is that… a World Tree?”

Suddenly, the Willow God’s gaze was drawn to an immense figure that extended to the horizon. It was a towering tree, truly gigantic, exuding a chaotic aura, with clouds of light rolling and each leaf radiating dazzling light reaching the sky.

What’s more exaggerated was the trunk of this gigantic figure split the sky and the earth, seemingly wanting to divide Heaven and Earth.

The Willow God naturally recognized this tree.

The World Tree.

Even in the Ancient Fairy Era, it was an unparalleled treasure that was rare and desired.

What shocked her was that all she had seen before were merely saplings, with the largest being only tens of meters. However, this one was at least tens of thousands of meters…

Such a large World Tree was unheard of, even for her.

But she had been in Liu Village for such a long time, why hadn’t she noticed it before…