Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity - Chapter 281: 223: Paper Folding Boat l

Chapter 281: Chapter 223: Paper Folding Boat l

The old woman wore a look of shock and doubt. Her spiritual energy surged around her like a storm, gradually accumulating a terrifying aura.

She was an immortal power belonging to the Upper Realm, one of the strongest creatures since the creation of the heavens and the earth. At her command, laws would follow and order would be adhered to. She was extraordinarily long-lived, capable of outlasting even a star. Although she had yet to step into the Supreme Realm, she was one of the most powerful beings in the Upper Realm.

Human history was nothing more than a grain of sand in front of her, pitifully shallow. A single meditation session of hers could span countless wars throughout human nations.

Under the old woman’s powerful aura…

In the Wilderness Area, mountains, rivers, countless creatures trembled in fear, their courage broken, shaking like sieves.

This was a fear originating from the deepest parts of their souls, one that even Pure Blood Creatures could not resist.

“Hmph!”

After a moment, the old woman withdrew her thoughts.

She was only interested in creatures of the Noble Level, other creatures were too insignificant to catch her eye.

Yet even so, she had not found a single creature of Noble Level.

Moreover, the creatures of the Array Realm were few and far between.

This situation was eerie, giving off an indescribable sense of oppression.

It was as if she had stepped into a trap, an invisible giant mouth lurking in the darkness, waiting to swallow them.

And it was not only her.

Many other powerful beings who had come along felt the same way.

The purpose of their journey was to harvest the great medicinal herbs of the Lower Realm’s mortal world, and to take them all away.

But now, looking around, there wasn’t even a single target in sight, leaving them with an uncontrollable helpless feeling.

For this journey, they had prepared for countless years and had come with high expectations of a fruitful harvest. Surely, they couldn’t just have a one-day tour in the Lower Realm and return empty-handed?!

In the first domain.

A creature dressed like a Taoist roamed. With a single step, he crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. His skin radiated a purple-golden sheen, a gigantic gourd rested on his back, and he amazingly sported six massive arms.

This creature only had to point lightly, and the world in front of him would crumble, turning into dust. His power was even more terrifying and overstated than that of the old woman with the medicine.

“Strange, very strange!” The Taoist shook his head, bewildered. On this journey, he had practically flattened everything in his path, yet he had netted no gains.

“Several thousand years have passed since we last wreaked havoc here. Even if the rules of the Lower Realm’s Eight Domains are incomplete, there should at least be one Noble creature. How come I can’t see any?”

A creature couldn’t help but speak up.

It was a massive pangolin that burrowed out from the ground. It towered high, its eyes red as the sun, continuously exhaling a surging white energy that formed into rolling mist. It was terribly frightening.

“Something must have happened in the Lower Realm’s Eight Domains. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be like this!”

At the other end of the vast land.

Another giant creature peered over, its voice like a roaring thunder. Its body enveloped in a dense fog, making its definite shape unclear, but there seemed to be three heads on it.

“Hehe, you so-called immortals are just unlucky – just because you can’t find them doesn’t mean there are no Nobles here!”

A wizened old man with a sinister smile spoke.

This man was extremely short and thin. He was so skinny that he looked like he was just skin and bones, with a terrible frailty. However, when he made a move, it was as swift as a sword darting towards the sun.

He accidentally discovered a Horned Dragon that was a Noble and hiding in an abyss. He fished it out with a flick of his hand, treating the giant creature that was dozens of feet long as if it was just a small eel.

“Roar, roar, roar!”

The Horned Dragon roared, struggling to resist, but in a blink of an eye, it was subdued by the old man’s rough hands.

“Quite a find! It even has a hint of the True Dragon bloodline. Even a trace of it is still extraordinary. Just in time, my pond has been without a guardian…”

The old man laughed heartily, storing this Noble Level Horned Dragon directly into his wide sleeve.

Jiang Hui observed everything around him with his Five Senses. The vast Wilderness Area was within his sight, and nothing could escape his eyes, including the fate of the Horned Dragon.

It chose not to join Liu Village but to hide in a location it thought to be secluded. Now, it was found.

There were actually quite a few Noble Level creatures with similar plans as the Horned Dragon.

Most of them were of noble birth with impressive bloodlines, coming from certain top-tier forces. Their ancestors had even given birth to deities, some reaching the Realm of Heaven God. Although they had fallen in the long river of time, they still refused to put themselves under others.

This was the defiance ingrained in their blood, and now, they were paying the price for it.

Apart from this Horned Dragon.

Jiang Hui pinpointed a creature in a temple that seemed to have ignited its Divine Flame.

The creature’s condition was peculiar. Although it had ignited its Divine Flame, the flame signifying its divinity was not thriving, but flickering, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

This should be a False god. Although it was stronger than a Noble, it had not truly ignited its Divine Flame. It was always at risk of being extinguished.

The creature likely made a desperate breakthrough to this stage to fend off the impending catastrophe. However, its dreams were obviously too idealistic.

Even IF it were a real god, it wouldn’t be a match for these immortal beings. It wouldn’t even be considered their equal.

The Lower Realm’s rules were incomplete, spiritual energy sparse, and so fragmented that it was not conducive to becoming a god in this lifetime..