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

Chapter 562: Chapter 397: Whose Blood is the Sick Blood?_2

After all, it’s only the initial level, so it cannot cover everything in a comprehensive manner.

However, it’s high time to upgrade the Surveillance Technique, especially as Jiang Hui plans to make extensive use of this skill in the future, but this is undoubtedly the most challenging point.

The Surveillance Technique cannot be upgraded. To achieve a stronger version, it has to be developed from the dragon egg, which obviously requires the embodiment of the emperor.

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Above the purplish-red unidentified liquid, the flames continued to burn, the piercing shriek sounded continuously, without ever stopping, even though the power of the fireball had burned to the extreme but was still not wavered.

The bizarre existence named by the Surveillance Technique as tainted blood was shrieking and growling, but it did not sustain any damage, only making the bad smell in the air thicker, almost hitting in the face.

Jiang Hui slightly puckered his mouth, his deep astonishment was self-evident. Seeing the fireball had no effect, he then used the Thunder Technique, which still remained unchanged.

“What on earth is this? Why is it so hard to deal with?”

Jiang Hui’s eyebrows knitted tightly together, as he couldn’t help but ponder the meaning of the words “tainted blood”.

He had a hunch that the situation might involve some secrets.

His brain was buzzing with activity, connecting these two words with the information he already knew, going through a brainstorming process, and he seemed to grasp some clues.

It’s a common knowledge that.

The story of the trilogy is perhaps not that complicated.

All the causes were because of an invincible existence who was freed from all the rules, regulations, fate, and karma in Heaven and Earth.

In the beginning of creation, Heaven and Earth were hazy and chaotic, with quite a few creatures springing up, forming the first Ten Thousand Clans.

At that time.

There was a creature whose strength and Realm had reached some unimaginable degree.

He surpassed the so-called “eternal”, truly immortal, omnipresent, never to die, where his gaze falls, the Great Taoist withers, and he could recover everything.

He went through all the major catastrophes, his footprints spread all over The Boundary Sea and every corner of Heaven and Earth. He moved forward with loose hair, opening up the Chaos and Great Taoist of all universes. He has numerous times destroyed the universe, causing all creatures to annihilate, and has also more than once restarted, returning the Heaven and Earth to their original state, pulling the once chaotic timeline back on track.

He had reached an indescribable realm, but gradually realized that he had lost all emotions, even the most basic joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and no matter what he faced, he could no longer muster up any spirit or interest.

His life was completely tasteless.

But his remaining life would never stop, the phrase “rest after death” did not apply to him.

He resurrected his close relatives and friends time and time again, but to his existence, these people and things were just like a passage of text, a piece of information in historical time and space.

Facing those sincere emotions of the past, he no longer had the original feelings and throbbing.

He surpassed everything, became the one and only, but could not find the moving feelings of the past, which made him depressed and painful.

When life evolves to a certain extreme, it might also be the beginning of sadness.

It might be a kind of disease.

It might be a syndrome of immortality.

Hence, he forged the Three Generations Bronze Coffin, carved stone canisters, left a normal himself to live a peaceful life in the past time, and then burned himself with Unworldly Sin Fire, put his ashes in it, and buried himself on a plateau outside the world.

It was above the sky.

Isolated from everything, no one could ever reach it!

It is…a place that disengages everything, but is also exiled…

But he didn’t know.

As that ordinary self cultivated and grew stronger, those negative emotions would inevitably be unsealed and return to his essence, they couldn’t be stopped even if he had turned into ashes. He could only watch those negative emotions become more and denser, becoming the source of all curses, transforming into some bizarre origins….

Many years later, due to the movement of the earth, the Three Generations Bronze Coffin tilted and the ashes polluted the Pure Land of the plateau, turning it into a bad land.

Latter, ten of the strongest creatures at the time trespassed into the plateau, were corroded by the strange substance, and all their Realms were uplifted unprecedentedly, reaching the Sacrifice Path State.

These people became the ten bizarre ancestors who later surpassed the Immortal Emperor. As long as Calamity Plateau didn’t perish, they would never die in battle, and the Bizarre Clan would also prosper forever.

Since then, the Bizarre Group has been thriving and wreaking havoc in all heavens and realms, making countless sacrifices to summon the master of the Three Generations Bronze Coffin.

And this is the cause of subsequent events.

The Nine Nether Otters and the three Quasi-Immortal Emperors above The Boundary Sea were strong but were just insignificant underlings.

Combining this origin, Jiang Hui suspected whether this blob of purplish-red tainted blood might be related to that big shot?

Of course, this kind of speculation is too imaginative, and the probability is very low.

But since it was called tainted blood, Jiang Hui always felt that there might be some relationship more or less, and even if there wasn’t, it would still be a line of thought.

Later.

Jiang Hui tried to use the storage function of the Golden Finger to see if he could take away that blob of purplish-red tainted blood.

That’s how he operated the previous drop of black blood.

To Jiang Hui’s surprise, this method actually worked.

After a while, all the purplish-red liquid was collected into Jiang Hui’s personal backpack.