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

Chapter 83: Chapter 81: The Stele Appears, The Arrogant

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This group of individuals exuded overwhelming vigor, each one stronger than the next, targeting not only the Runed Treasure Bone in Little Dot’s hand but also the robbed Red Feather Blood Fan.

This was a powerful treasure, incredibly precious, acquired from an immensely powerful Ancient Beast. The strong ones within this clan had even paid quite the price for it.

Granted, this was the Void God Realm, and the treasures were not in their physical forms, but if lost, it would be equivalent to losing the Soul of the Instrument in the real world. The power would drastically decrease, and given enough time, it would degrade into a mortal object, losing its ferocity. The cost would be heavy, even for the Giant Clan to bear.

“Little boy, this adult will give you an opportunity. Hand over the Runed Treasure Bone and the treasures, and I will not touch a hair on your head. We can act as if nothing happened. Otherwise, you won’t be able to withstand the wrath of my clan.”

The middle-aged man kept his eyes slightly closed, radiating dazzling wisdom.

It looked like stars were breathing in his eyes.

This terrifying aura indicated the man’s remarkable potential. In the real world, he was probably akin to a king or marquis. Even if he hadn’t truly ascended to that realm, he was more than halfway there, possessing colossal abilities. If it weren’t for the Land of Origin suppressing his true strength, he would likely have the power to sweep thousands of soldiers off their feet.

“Bullshit about your great clan! If you have guts, try and fight us. It’s ridiculous to still act so pretentious till now, treating us like fools!

Tu Wa Zi was seething with anger, so furious that each word he uttered was like a direct challenge to the clan. This was the Void God Realm, where everyone was a stranger in a strange land. Why should anyone willingly submit to anyone else?!

“You truly are stubborn and ignorant. Today I will teach you the meaning of ‘there are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people’. You indeed are awe-inspiring, even monstrous, but that’s all you are.”

With his hands clasped behind his back, the man’s face was burning with anger. Through the length of his long rule, he had never been so belittled, to the point where he almost felt spat in the face.

“Go!”

At his command, companions behind him charged ahead, a group of nearly a hundred. Runes soared from all of them, shielding their bodies, presenting a vast array of energy.

“Today, I, Tu Wa Zi, am also going to have a brawl.”

A sinister smile showed at the edge of Tu Wa Zi’s mouth, his imposing manner quickly gathering and surging. There was no fear whatsoever on his face.

As children of the Wilderness, they feared nothing but battle. Their existence had been marked by resistance against the heavens and enduring fights against the earth from the moment they were born. Their life was a testament to tenacity and resilience, their boiling blood a testament to unparalleled fighting spirit. Nobody could force them to kneel.

Even though these people were flashing their runes, their energy was overstated in the Land of Origin, where they could only muster the strength of the Blood Realm.

In this realm, Tu Wa Zi feared nothing. Even if the Heavenly Emperor’s Father showed up, he would dare challenge him.

Little Dot from Stone Village was also drawn into the fight. They straight-up tried to snatch the treasure bone from him, which he had toiled to acquire, and immediately put him in a dangerous situation. He, of course, wouldn’t stand by, watching.

“Boom!”

An explosion resounded.

The group instantly descended into chaos.

With his colossal body, Gu Chen charged front and sent the leading men flying with just a slap of his hand. Their bodies were blasted into large chunks that became an indistinguishable mess of flesh and blood, instantly knocking them out.

He then quickly lunged forward, his massive form hurling like a missile straight into the dense crowd. With a clanging sound, in an instant, a dozen or so individuals were blasted away, turning into a hazy blood mist in mid-air, filling the air with screams.

Tu Wa Zi and Little Dot from Stone Village did not back down either. They charged forward, sending a line of figures flying, coughing up blood, their bodies slumping down weakly in one spot.

Within the blink of an eye, the entire Giant Clan squad was annihilated, strewn haphazardly all over the place, an appalling sight to witness.

Everyone was stunned, unable to believe the sight before their eyes. This was a squad of elites from a Giant Clan, a group of well over a hundred. Even though their cultivation levels were suppressed to the Blood Realm, they were no match for ordinary cultivators of this realm. Yet they were slaughtered as effortlessly as if they were chopped vegetables, giving off an unreal, surreal feeling.

“Three young men, each one extraordinary, almost like the cubs of primeval beasts,” someone commented.

Some people sighed, exclaiming in disbelief.

“A brash brat, I must personally teach you all a lesson today.

The voice of the middle-aged man rang out, veins pulsing on his face in anger. He was a high-ranking member of the Giant Clan, holding significant power and authority. His commands could incite a realm to crumble and every citizen to bow down. Now, he had been humiliated by three kids, beaten to a pulp. If this news got out, the face of his clan would undeniably be ruined, and they would become a laughing stock.

The man no longer concealed himself, ready to suppress the kids using his full strength.

“Those three kids are sure to be crushed. The man seemingly holds a high position in the Giant Clan and he’s certain to suppress them easily.”

Someone said, showing a hint of regret.

These three kids, not even fully-grown, remarkably suppressed everyone with an undefeated stance and a might that could even cause grown-ups to feel shocked and ashamed.

But all of this was about to end. The aura radiating from the middle-aged man was truly overwhelming. The clear air he exuded was even cultivating a Flower of the Taoist, proving his existence to be horrifically powerful.

Even so, these kids had no reason to back down. They had already achieved what most people couldn’t dream of achieving.

A group of people shook their heads, predicting the impending conclusion.

Suddenly, a shrill roar jolted everyone awake.

Everyone quickly turned towards the source of the sound. The next moment, their eyes widened with shock, as they stood frozen in their places.

“My God, how is this possible!” An exclamation echoed, as someone vigorously rubbed their eyes, unable to believe the scene unfolding before them.

Runes filled the skies, radiating bright lights, turning the Land of Origin into an ocean of dazzling brilliance, enveloping everything in sight.

After a moment of intense rumbling, the middle-aged man, who appeared to be of the Giant Clan’s upper echelon, was flung through the air, his body pierced through, lower half torn apart by a massive force. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and he crashed onto the ground, in utter disgrace.

Lucky for him; he was no ordinary man and didn’t die instantly like the others. However, this made him wish he were dead.

With so many witnesses, including the younger generation of his clan, he wanted nothing more than to crawl into a mouse hole and disappear. His reputation was utterly ruined!

“Are kids these days all so fierce?”

A man’s face was filled with terror. Suddenly, a certain fear towards unruly kids arose within him, afraid to attract the attention of any beings like the ones before his eyes.

“That arrogant fool had a bold posture, referring to himself as ‘me.’ Yet he couldn’t even take a punch from us. Send the elders of your clan over here, no matter how many!”

Tu Wa Zi caught the man’s heart off guard, with his adept killing skills. The middle-aged man, agitated, spits out a mouthful of old blood, looking even more sallow.

“Buzz!”

Just after Tu Wa Zi’s words echoed, a Stele suddenly rose from a distance, bathing in the brilliant light.

Furthermore, the Stele was engraved with large letters: “The Arrogant Deserve Their Fate.”

Tu Wa Zi’s behavior had disturbed this Land of Origin, accomplishing a certain feat and earning a historic title.

“Puff!”

The middle-aged man spouted another mouthful of old blood, his face turned red, and he fainted out of sheer anger.