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

"Heh..."

The pitch-black heart gave a disdainful laugh upon seeing Jiang Hui make his move.

Although it was unclear why [God Age] hadn’t disposed of the opponent, it was likely because he hadn’t found him.

Nevertheless, it was not unusual given the opponent’s superior stealth; even the heart itself had difficulty detecting him.

If it had known he would dare come confront it, perhaps it wouldn’t have been wise to take action.

The pitch-black heart revealed a hideous face, mocking and ridiculing.

Just a defeated enemy who had recently fled from beneath its grasp in panic.

Now he dared to take the initiative, audacious indeed.

Even though countless ages had passed, how much progress could be made in cultivation? Within this realm, not even hundreds of thousands, millions, or billions of years alongside epoch changes would guarantee significant advancement; it was acutely aware of this.

But the next moment, as if sensing something, the black hole-like mouth within the pitch-black heart formed an "O" shape, filled with disbelief.