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

This space is collapsing, heading towards destruction, as if even time has lost its meaning, everything is dissipating, turning into nothingness.

Jiang Hui’s Primordial Spirit swayed in this collapsing torrent, faintly, he saw an altar appear in this chaos that was about to vanish.

The altar was boundlessly dark, without a glimmer of light, as if shrouded in eternal darkness,

at its edges lay decaying palaces, buried by endless years, illusory and ethereal, like a mirage.

In the center of the altar, spirit tablets were enshrined, each exuding a strange and mysterious aura, seemingly symbolizing some unspeakable forbidden power.

The face of the Tenth Ancestor turned exceedingly grim at this moment, eyes widened, staring intently at the collapsing altar.

This ancient history, which had been plucked out with great care as a vessel for its arrival, was now directly collapsing, which greatly shocked it! At the same time, it was filled with uncontrollable anger, just one step away from forcefully traversing time, karma, fate, and space to slay this calamity that veiled the heavenly secrets, eluding their detection from the very beginning.

In the depths of mystery, the Tenth Ancestor had an intuition that this person might cause numerous obstructions to their eternal grand plan.

It gazed far into the distance but could not discern this person’s karma, fate, and trend, as if everything was shrouded in chaos.

Thus, it became even more convinced of the necessity to eliminate the opponent.