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

It hurts a lot.

Feels like even the Primordial Spirit is being torn apart.

But it’s also refreshing, utterly exhilarated.

In this unknown space, he could move without restraint, wielding his power with abandon, without worrying about the residual force spreading.

"Cough..."

Jiang Hui suddenly coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Lowering his head to look.

Unbeknownst to him, at some point, the area at his left chest had been pierced by the tip of a remaining finger bone,

golden Imperial Blood gushed out, dazzling and bright, staining the surrounding void.

The sharp crimson knuckle was shrouded with mysterious power, dense as if tangible, frantically rushing towards the blood opening.