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

Chapter 644: Chapter 462: Er Wu Shuang_1

There are too many rumors about The Undying Sutra in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Some people say it’s the world’s best body refining sacred art, while others say that the threshold for practicing this treasured technique is too high, only accessible to the Heavenly Horned Ant Clan.

Some have claimed that the Banished Immortal possessed the complete Heavenly Ant Treasure Technique, along with a fragment of a broken Heavenly Horned Ant horn, considered the sharpest and toughest weapon in the world.

They, however, were not sure about this claim.

The origin of the Banished Immortal was far too mysterious. Although he was born into the Eternal Family, he seemed to transcend the concept of ‘Eternal’. It was as if he was born an Immortal!!!

Most importantly, the Heavenly Ant Treasure Technique and The Undying Sutra are not the same thing.

Just like the True Dragon Skills and the True Phoenix Technique, the Heavenly Ant Treasure Technique is a bloodline inheritance, permanently engraved deep within the bloodline of the Ten Clans. However, The Undying Sutra is different – it’s a scriptural inheritance.

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In the Ancient Immortal Era, this was a compulsory scripture for the Heavenly Horned Ant Clan. The supreme technique, birthed from battlefields soaked in countless bouts of bloody rain and life-or-death situations, complemented the bloodline of the clan perfectly!

However, The Undying Sutra got lost after the great battle of that year and has been hard to find since.

Their three Courts also sent many people in secret to search for it, especially the Holy Court, which invested enormous human, material, and financial resources… but to no avail.

“Whether it is or not, it’s definitely an extraordinary vision. We should be cautious. If those few people can obtain The Undying Sutra from legends, that would be great. If they can’t, it can only be chalked up to a lack of fate and insufficient blessings…”

Meng Tian Zheng leisurely said.

“Old Man Meng, you don’t care because all of those people are from your Heavenly God Academy. Our Immortal Court and Holy Court couldn’t even have one person pass the assessment!”

The Elder of Immortal Second Court and Holy Court said sarcastically, their faces somewhat disgraced.

This was especially true for the Elders from the Holy Court.

Their primary practice was the Law of Life, which was the most important principle, and naturally, their primary focus. In other realms, reaching the limit in the Blood Realm was the easiest, which their Elders emphasized daily in their lectures.

Additionally, the Pure Land and various treasure medicinal plants justified that they couldn’t be worse than others. But the harsh reality was a slap in the face for them!

“Hahaha, just a stroke of luck!” Meng Tian Zheng waved his hand dismissively, his mood was quite good.

With the development of the three Courts, the Heavenly God Academy gradually began to decline, and the Holy and Immortal Courts became increasingly dominant. Witnessing the Elders from these two Courts having a hard time certainly cheered him up.

This was like a little seasoning in his mundane life. Even though it was not much, but it was truly flavorsome.

“Old Man Meng, don’t be too arrogant. The Banished Immortal, Ten Crown King, Six Crown King, and others from our two Courts are not here. They’ve gone to explore other places. Otherwise, do you think that the Academy would reign all by itself?” The disgruntled Elders of the Holy and Immortal Courts said, seeing Meng Tian Zheng’s smug expression.

There were plenty of genuine talents in their two Courts, but they were not all gathered in one place. After entering the Fairy City, they had dispersed.

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Meanwhile.

Inside a certain cave in Fairy City, runes rose, light flowed, and an endless desolation, vastness, and ancientness seemed to solidify the passage of time.

Deep in this cave.

Shi Hao, Lin Hai, Gu Chen, and the Little Antler Ant lined up side by side.

This was the dwelling of the Little Antler Ant’s parent generation. They had moved the replica of the Yuanmu Cauldron, won the approval of the Red-eyed Old Soldier, and were permitted to enter it. They set out to seek the core opportunity said to be bestowed within: the legendary Undying Sutra.

After venturing another stretch of distance.

A large altar appeared before them.

It was entirely shiny black, not dyed with simple black pigments. Instead, the surface color was due to the morphing properties of countless amounts of blood accumulated over the years.

Above that altar.

Ahead lay the head of an ant, radiating a golden luminosity, as if a giant sun had descended unto this place, its size enormous.

Next to it.

There were various shattered and scattered crimson feathers, ant legs, odd horns, countless fragments of scale armor, blood of various colors strewn around like a hodgepodge, seemingly indicating a devastating battle had taken place here.

Seeing that ant’s head.

The Little Heavenly Horned Ant was instantly stunned, then it burst into a loud wailing lament.

The one on the altar was its father, whom it had always mistaken as still being alive, just severely injured and confined within the vault. But the cruel truth was too hard to bear.

“Ah… I will slaughter all in Alien Territory, eliminate every enemy. The immortal, supreme masters… all will die!”

The Little Heavenly Horned Ant roared, as its sealed memories gradually awakening.

Not only was his father’s carcass on that altar, but also his siblings, his mother, all reduced to mere remnants of limbs.

Witnessing the small ant’s heartfelt cry, both Shi Hao and Lin Hai, among others, wore solemn expressions– equally filled with deep sighs.

Though they did not witness it firsthand, they could still perceive how brutal that particular battle was, fundamentally beyond imagination.

The ant’s father was a mature Ten Evil entity, once awe-inspiring and defiant, a figure who dominated their era, sadly, now he had been brutally slain years ago.

“The Undying Sutra isn’t here, and a complete version has never appeared until now. This is the only time. We need to head to a divine mountain, where we could potentially make some discoveries and yields!”

After a brief pause, they led the distraught Little Heavenly Horned Ant and rushed to a specific destination.

It was a towering giant peak, majestic and breathtakingly resplendent.

When they arrived, numerous living beings lingered there, but they hadn’t received approval, therefore they could only watch from afar, unable to compete for the prize.

At the top of the mountain.

A golden piece of beast skin parchment was fluttering, making a rustling sound; various runes were emerging on it and reciting the strongest ancient scripture, vaguely emitting an unyielding truth.

“Take action!”

Lin Hai let out a low bellow, launching himself directly towards the divine mountain.

“Something’s happening!”

However, as they neared, they found not far from the ancient mountain, a figure was standing, seemingly also listening…

“Er Wu Shuang!”

At this sight, a touch of curiosity flashed over Jiang Hui’s face as he recognized that figure immediately.

While reading the books, he had taken a keen interest in this character, reckoning that had he not been sidelined by bad luck and coexisted with Emperor Huang Tian, his future would have been unfathomable!

The man was the leading figure among the younger generation in Alien Territory, unmatched, truly dominating his peers with his strength alone.

Let it be known.

The Alien Territory is unlike the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths; it truly rivals the Immortal Domain, containing various royal and imperial clans and countless outstanding talents.

The leading figure among the younger generation in Alien Territory equates to the leading figure among the younger generation in Immortal Domain; the significance of this title is obvious.

Even in Jiang Hui’s mind, that person indeed had something extraordinary. From the time of cultivation to the achievement of the Position of Fairy King, he only took an era, thereby breaking many legends and creating his own myths.

However, Jiang Hui was very clear in his heart.

The Er Wu Shuang he sees now is not from this era, but a manifestation of that year’s imprint, telling the living beings who rushed here what exactly happened in that long era.