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

Chapter 301: Chapter 233: Bloodshed, No More Little Rock From Now on (3rd update) _1

Seeing the youngster put on an innocent look, the old man couldn’t help but burst into a string of curses.

His heart was filled with terror, his face pale with fear, which even now had not subsided. He was trembling violently, overcome with fright.

That scene would become a nightmare that would torment him.

Stepping into the teleportation altar, he was transported to a mysterious place shrouded in fog.

Looking around, majestic mountains loomed on all sides, as tall and grand as upright blades. They seemed to pierce the skies, amongst them mist rising, trees casting shade, lush and dense. The raw, primitive atmosphere bore down on him, evoking an overwhelming sense of insignificance even within him.

Those from the Stone Village who had entered were there, each of them performing some strange ritual, constantly bowing towards the mountains as if pleading for some entity to intervene.

He was just about to eliminate these weaklings.

A gigantic palm, obscuring the sky, suddenly dropped from the heavens.

The hand was enormous, seemingly endless. As it slapped down, the entire sky trembled.

In it, dazzling stars shone and lightning crackled with an irresistible force.

Despite his best efforts, he was far from a match. In an instant, he was bathed in blood, his bones fractured, his true form exposed by fright.

In the end.

A cold voice echoed, thundering from the highest heavens, commanded him to leave but refrained from attacking further.

Although the entire ordeal was a shameful spectacle, at least the unknown entity did not show any interest in him. Otherwise, he might have bled to death on the spot.

“You rascal, what the hell is behind that teleportation altar?”

The old man, trembling from fear, spoke out.

He was almost buried there, meeting the same fate as the six gods.

What frightened him more,

This is the Lower Realm, the rules of heaven and earth are incomplete. Even false gods who have partially ignited the Divine Flame are rare to come by. When did such a horrific creature appear? It gave him the impression that he was facing a Sect Hierarch, so aloof and boundless, it incited a soul-deep terror.

This was an unimaginable and massive terror. Perhaps something significant was happening in the Lower Realm; an invisible storm was about to break out.

“That’s a place you can never tread. When you are dead, you might have a chance to know what kind of place it is!”

Little Rock spoke, his gaze burning as he stared at the blood-stained figure in front of him.

He felt a bit disappointed.

Because the other party had stepped into that place. Although he was covered in blood, as if he had experienced a significant impact, he didn’t die, nor did he suffer any fatal injuries. Apparently, as he had speculated, the entity of Liu Village didn’t want to intervene.

He had to rely on himself to complete this final god-slaying feat.

However, Little Dot wouldn’t actually mind.

The youngster still had some self-awareness in his heart.

Helping him was a favor, not helping was expected. He had no right to condemn anyone and no authority to request others to act in a certain way.

“You rascal, you’re stiff even when you’re on the verge of death? Don’t forget, although the Old One can’t hurt your clansmen, I can slaughter your Stone Kingdom!”

“But the Old One admires your talent. If you agree to serve me for a hundred years and tell me the origin of that mysterious place, I can spare your life and the lives of your Stone Kingdom citizens!!!!”

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed into slits, staring at Shi Hao like a viper, but suddenly he changed the topic.

“If you want to fight, then fight! You sure talk a lot!”

Shi Hao stopped speaking, his strength surged, and his blood burned again. He pulled out a halberd, a Divine Weapon, that he fortuitously found. He was prepared to fight the old man tooth and nail.

Just now, the old man seemed easy to handle, but Shi Hao knew this was nothing more than a plot of his. He wanted to force him into submission without a fight. If he were to agree, the man would undoubtedly seize the chance to strike when he let down his guard.

Despite his vastly superior strength, he was still extremely cautious. Such an adversary was the most challenging to defeat.

He was prepared. If he should fall, he would take the last deity with him, eliminating any and every chance of revival.

If not, for Wilderness, for the Stone Kingdom, a massive disaster would ensue.

Because this deity was not reckless but shrewd and powerful, with an intense and hot Divine Flame. Once provoked, it would cause a total catastrophe.

“Alright, since you are so determined to die, I’ll grant your wish!” The old man sneered coldly, transforming into a human form and no longer holding back.

This was a destined epic battle.

The two of them fought fiercely, casting all kinds of Rune Magic, their Divine Skills shaking the earth.

The old man was too strong and extremely cautious. In the end, despite Little Dot giving it his all, the only one he managed to kill was one of the spirit bodies the old man had shaped.

“Boy, did you really think you could trick the Old One? Those few people from the Beast Sea and Underworld are nothing but rabble. Killing them was of little consequence, but the Old One is different. The Immortal Palace is lofty, born in the long ancient times, and up to now, only five people have inherited it. But the Old One is a servant of one of these five, a glory you can’t imagine!”

The old man’s true form appeared, he gazed down at Shi Hao, his injuries had healed and though his spirit body was destroyed, he still had most of his power.

“After today’s battle, there will be no Little Rock anymore!”

A sense of melancholy filled Shi Hao’s heart. His feelings were a complex mixture of silence, loss, and an intense unwillingness to let go.

He didn’t want to part with those familiar figures, didn’t want to leave his parents.

But he had no choice but to continue. There was no going back.

It was clear that these few gods had come specifically for him. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have each shown up in his path.

Moreover, he had obtained some information from the corpses of a few deities, stating that the Sect Hierarch of the Underworld had issued a decree, demanding his head.

Therefore, within the next moment, all emotions merged into one, morphing into an increasingly definitive determination.

Shi Hao roared with fury, his body riddled with bloody holes. Blood trickled out, as he again charged forward.

A booming explosion resounded.

The sight before him was one where mountains shattered, rivers ceased to flow, and ancient trees crumbled.

Beyond the realm, even stars began to fall.

This unprecedented collision juxtaposed with various ultimate Treasured Techniques revealed a glimmer of past glory.

In the perspective of Jiang Hui.

Little Rock had exhausted everything in the end.

At this moment, his Supreme Bone exploded, his body illuminated like an endless ocean of light, suddenly submerging everything…

Lastly.

The Divine Servant of the Immortal Palace fell, and the young boy’s body also suffered severely, permeated with a sense of desolation and defeat.

This marked his journey towards a dead-end, hinting that Little Dot didn’t have much time left. He would fall in just a few days at most.

However, Jiang Hui, well aware of the plot, knew the other would eventually revive. The current calm was merely a prelude to his return.

“Now you all can return to Stone Village. The great war is over, and the last deity has been executed. The future Wilderness will enjoy a lengthy period of peace and steady development!”

Jiang Hui withdrew his gaze, then settled it on the people of Stone Village outside Liu Village.

His voice rang out like a resonant bell, echoing in every individual’s mind.

“Little Dot has truly succeeded in slaying the god!”

“I knew that kid was the best!”

A wave of cheers erupted from the crowd, all excited and proud of Shi Hao.

Everyone was cheering. The execution of the last deity signaled that Little Dot had once again succeeded in slaying a god, accomplishing a feat unheard of in ancient times.

“Your Highness, how is Little Shi doing? Is he hurt?”

From the crowd, an elderly figure slowly stepped forward. It was the Village Chief of Stone Village, Shi Yun Feng.

He bowed repeatedly into the air around him, adopting an extremely respectful demeanor before he finally spoke.

“He is not injured,” Jiang Hui voiced, his words echoing warmly.

“That’s good, that’s good!” Shi Yun Feng heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Shi Hao had grown up without parents, raised by him and the people of Stone Village. They had watched him transform from a babbling child into a King of a nation, experiencing countless hardships and efforts. As his elders, they did not expect him to accomplish extraordinary feats. They only wished for his happiness each day.

“He’s not injured, but he will fall in a few days. You can start preparing for his funeral,” Jiang Hui spoke again.

“…” Shi Yun Feng.

“…” The people of Stone Village.

Do all the powerful speak like this?!

“Your Highness, you … you … you’re not joking with us, are you?” Shi Yun Feng dabbed at his mouth, forced a smile, and spoke hurriedly.

How could he suddenly die if he wasn’t injured?!

“The last deity hailed from the Immortal Palace and was the strongest of the seven gods from the Lower Realm. To slay the god, he ultimately burned his Supreme Bone and Ten heavens. If not for his profound foundation, he would’ve already fallen by now,” Jiang Hui revealed truthfully.

The moment his voice faded,

Shi Yun Feng’s eyes instantly reddened. His face was filled with sorrow, as he held back tears and pleaded.

Not just him, but everyone in Stone Village bore a face of grief.

They had just been rejoicing moments ago, planning a grand feast to celebrate Little Dot’s return. But now, they had been told they were about to be separated by death, a harsh reality they found hard to accept.

“Your Highness, we beg you to save Shi Hao. That boy has had a hard life since childhood. His parents went missing when he was young and now, just when his family is finally reunited, he ends up in this state after protecting the people. He shouldn’t meet such an end!”

A group of people knelt down, hoping Jiang Hui would save Little Dot. The softer-hearted individuals couldn’t help but cry uncontrollably.

“Life and death is the rule of cause and effect. Although that boy is on the verge of death, there is still a flicker of life within him. Perhaps he will see the light of day again, years from now!”

Jiang Hui spoke calmly, his voice echoing like a rolling tide.

“Can Stone Kid really come back to life?”

Many were immersed in profound grief and found it hard to believe.

Jiang Hui didn’t continue speaking or explain further. Whether or not they wanted to believe was up to them, it had nothing to do with him.

Afterwards.

He waved his hand, revealing a massive altar in the air. Before the people of Stone Village could react, he had them sent out.

Upon returning to the ruined land of Stone Village, the group saw Little Dot, pale as a sheet, leaning against a large rock and gasping for air.