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

Chapter 499: Chapter 370: Sky Tyrant Blood is Burning_1

“Hurry up, I’m going to suppress you!”

Tu Wa Zi swung his fists impatiently. His voice was like rolling thunder, stirring up the storm clouds, attracting many people’s attention in an instant.

Some people were surprised. Most of them were locals of this relic, just arriving and not recognizing Tu Wa Zi and the others. They only thought that this young man was courting death, daring to challenge that young Heavenly Supreme. Did he not realize how many heavenly talents had fallen to his hands throughout the ages!?

These locals gathered in pairs and groups, their eyes filled with astonishment and sorrow.

Times changed and everything with them. The youngsters now were too hot-headed. At the slightest disagreement, they were ready to fight. Back in their day, everyone understood the value of patience and peace.

“The Banished Immortal has entered the Ancient Immortal Arena again, this time, he’s bound to shake the world. Rumors say his body carries Immortal Blood. I fear that only a crowned Celestial Emperor could compare to him. For the rest, they’re just like carps crossing the river, negligible in comparison. In my eyes, the king of this era would probably be born from these two!”

An elder cultivator who was left behind in the ancient times spoke. He was a being at the Divine Realm. Even though he was old and his vitality was depleted, he had heard of the Banished Immortal’s fame and personally witnessed his power. He knew that this was an invincible youth with unimaginable power, the leading prodigy of the day, virtually unbeatable.

The latter had once ascended the arena in the Ancient Era. As one of the top supreme youths of his era, if he continues to grow, his future would be boundless, likely becoming a unique entity in the world.

Now, once again he arrives at the relic, specifically calling out for a duel. In the eyes of the old inhabitants, the young man currently on the arena was no different from courting death.

Almost all the original inhabitants were very curious. This kind of situation was rare. Who was this person challenging the Banished Immortal? Did he not know how strong the latter was?

Of course, some had different opinions.

Most of these people hailed from the Three Thousand Dao Regions and along the way, had heard or personally witnessed the power of Tu Wa Zi.

“Didn’t they say that the Banished Immortal was elusive, like a dragon? Where did he offend this group of Great Demon Kings? Doesn’t he know that offending one of them is equivalent to offending the entire group?”

Someone spoke. He was from the Five Elements Continent and the territory of Immortal Mountain. Not a member of the Qin Clan, but hailed from a small force. Despite only modest talents, he survived through cunning and had gained quite a lot along the way.

Although he recognized the Banished Immortal’s prowess, he had high hopes for Tu Wa Zi. It’s a well-known fact that the latter wasn’t alone. He had countless powerful backers. Offending one was equivalent to offending them all. Furthermore, each of them was extremely capable. They could match the deities of the Great Taoist Orthodoxy. Even if the Ten Crown King came, it would be hard to resist them!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

There were quite a few others who shared this young man’s opinion. They had all witnessed Tu Wa Zi’s power, aware of his terror, a terror that was absolutely comparable to those ancient freaks.

Such situations were extremely rare. For the first time in this world, someone was concerned about the Banished Immortal’s safety. In the old days, the debate used to be about how many moves an opponent could last under his hands.

“That group may be strong and united, and extremely arrogant. But don’t forget, this is the Ancient Immortal Arena. It’s a one-on-one fight. Unless both parties agree, no one else can interfere!”

Someone snorted coldly.

“While I’m not sure what angered you, if you want to fight, I’ve no reason to refuse!”

In the arena, the Banished Immortal spoke. His voice was clear and light, like the sound of a flute.

Even though he was puzzled by Tu Wa Zi’s attitude, he considered himself the Banished Immortal. His body carried the True Immortal Blood. Over the long years, he had never feared anyone.

The moment his words ended.

The Banished Immortal directly ascended the platform. His figure seemed to float, and his posture was graceful. He moved in the air with an indescribable sense of ease and liberation, like a True Phoenix descending from above the sky.

“No offense intended!”

The Banished Immortal spoke, his hands behind his back.

“We’ll see after the fight!”

Tu Wa Zi looked solemn. While he was still angry, more than that, he was curious to see just how powerful this legendary ancient king of freaks really was.

The Banished Immortal didn’t speak again and advanced forward. Mid-way, his left hand formed a seal and a giant Divine Bird materialized behind him. It was filled with dazzling, colorful lights and emanated a wild, primal charm.

If others’ moves were brimming with life force and brought extreme physical satisfaction, then Banished Immortal’s moves were like a painting, full of artistry. Every action was imbued with an unreachable aura.

Although he had rarely met any competition besides the Ten Crown King, the Banished Immortal didn’t underestimate Tu Wa Zi. He had seen him in action and couldn’t gauge his full strength. His real power might not be weaker than his own. Therefore, from the start, he used his best Treasured Technique, intending to suppress his opponent with overwhelming force.

“Bring it on!”

Atop the arena, Tu Wa Zi roared, his body surging with an immense life force. He had the Body of Thick Earth, a rarity throughout time. It matched perfectly with the earth elements in the air. Now achieving the Divine God’s Position, his fighting capability had reached another level. He could challenge those beyond his level and even feared no Sect Hierarch who had half a foot in the Void Path Realm.