Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity-Chapter 707 - 493: I, An Lan, Should Be Here (Part 2)_1

Chapter 707 -493: I, An Lan, Should Be Here (Part 2)_1

Outside the border, the setting sun is as red as blood.

In the vast desert, smoke rises straight up, and the long river mirrors the round sun.

The massive crimson sunset seems to fill the entire sky, glaringly red and as if the vault of heaven itself is aflame, exaggeratedly so, more intense than provocative sunset clouds in films by a thousand times.

Golden armors and iron horses, the battlefield sinks into evening twilight.

Underneath that bloody sunset, countless beings shudder, biting down hard on their teeth, but their bodies still can’t stop trembling. Fear reaches its peak, cold from head to toe, feeling as if even the air around them is frozen solid.

In the dome of heaven, the Horn of True Dragon is blown, producing a thunderous rumbling sound that shakes the entire frontier wilderness.

The sound of the Horn of True Dragon isn’t the first time it has been heard. It had rung during the days of the Grand Red Sky, but it was never as shocking as it is now.

This time, even the leftover horn of the true dragon is in fear, with a sound incredibly mournful and urgent…

“Rumbling!”

At that moment, a violent tremor suddenly rings out above the clear sky as the sound of the Horn of True Dragon reverberates.

The next moment.

An unimaginable, overwhelming pressure surges out like a tide, covering the sky and earth, the whole frontier wilderness instantly collapsed.

Immediately afterwards.

A pair of giant hands forcibly tear apart the vast blue sky.

A series of dazzling golden decrees burst out from the torn void, exaggeratedly similar to great golden suns, with imprints of extremely ancient characters far older and more mysterious than those of the Age of Immortals, containing tremendous power that’s beyond imagination.

Those profound ancient characters, twisted and turning like writhing worms, emerge from the golden decrees, wrapped in dazzling Rune light, nearly assaulting the heavens, and imprisoning a piece of the void within themselves.

The next moment.

A chariot slowly rolls in.

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With the chariot appearing weather-beaten and having existed for countless ages, it carries scars left behind by various weapons, even the unimaginable blood of life, golden and dazzling to the utmost, pulled along by a massive old yellow ox, larger than a mountain.

The old yellow ox is the same, with areas on its body where fur has been lost, living for tens of thousands of years, but is still overwhelmingly fierce and terrifying, with just one bellow like a sudden clap of thunder that shakes the entire earth.

On that chariot, a figure stands arrogantly.

The figure is slender and gigantic, enveloped in bright golden light on all sides, holding a spear in his left hand, like an unrivaled overlord of the world, unsurpassed in existence, with a pair of eyes shooting out two compelling golden glares, emanating an incredibly terrifying aura.

It’s truly too horrifying, as if it could suppress all heavens of all time, making all beings tremble. In this instant, with here as the center, thousands and thousands of miles around were alarmed, and plunged into an ocean of trembling.

Even beings who have already stepped into the pinnacle of the Human Path Domain are shivering, unable to resist bowing and worshipping that gigantic figure.

From afar, the ground begins to crack, mountains collapse, and above the vault of heaven, countless stars are falling one after another, heavily landing on the ground, with dust clouding the air, the sky darkening, like the advent of the apocalypse, even emitting a rumbling cracking sound, as if the sky cannot withstand that tremendous pressure and is gradually collapsing.

“At the peak of immortality, peerless in the world, where An Lan stands, there exists Heaven. Those who chant my true name, shall see immortality in reincarnation. Here, should carry the footprints of An Lan. Buddha is in the heart. Are you prepared to tremble under my stamp?!”

The figure standing proudly on the chariot spoke, a terrifying power boiling around him. The voice was not loud, but it had unsurpassed penetration, covering the vast desert, unimpeded even by the Emperor Gate. It reached the ears of every person in the Imperial City.

“The Immortal King steps forward, An Lan is going to step into the battlefield so quickly!”

Inside the Imperial City.

Upon hearing these words, the faces of Meng Tian Zheng and other knights drastically changed. They had only just learnt about the existence of the rotten wooden box, and immediately an ancient ancestor from the Alien Territory intervened.

And that person was An Lan.

Their reaction to this name was not of surprise. Everyone on the Frontier Wilderness knew it as well, the name of An Lan shook the world. This was a reputation earned through murderous battles, through stepping on the bones of countless strong adversaries, a dominating prestige written in blood, intimidating the entire universe. Who dared to disobey?

It is said that even No End and Reincarnation, the two Immortal Kings, died in the hands of An Lan, let alone the Ten Evil, there were too many to count.

Against the Immortal King’s intervention, what could they possibly use to resist?

The two sides were fundamentally not on the same level.

“Dong dong dong…”

“Dong dong dong…”

The old yellow ox was slowly pulling the chariot, the wheels were turning, leaving tracks of various depths on the boundless red desert. They extended a very long distance, like trenches crisscrossed, which even the ravaging gust could not erase.

“That chariot isn’t truly in the Frontier Wilderness, it’s just an illusion unfolding, as is An Lan, it’s not his True Body. There are Heavenly Abyss, boundary walls to obstruct, even if the Immortal King forcibly intrudes, even a slight carelessness may lead to an accident. But still, he is irresistible!” An elder who has lived for countless tens of thousands of years lamented.

“What of the Immortal King? He may easily kill us all, but our will is everlasting and will light every corner of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths like a beacon!”

Some older men angrily shouted in response. They had already reached the end of their lives, and so they reasoned, dying honorably in battle was a fitting end and there was nothing to fear.

“We must hold the Imperial City. Even if we die, we cannot let them cross the Emperor Gate. For the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, for our families and friends, and more importantly, for everything we value, everyone should be clear in their hearts. From the moment we stepped into the Frontier Wilderness, the battlefield became our final destination. For this life, we don’t seek a return journey. Death is the ultimate end!”

The voice of Meng Tian Zheng echoed throughout the Imperial City.

While it was not a tenth as strong as An Lan’s, it nevertheless helped many people regain some sanity.

Their eyes were bloodshot, showing a desperate determination to die in battle. Everyone understood that they must not retreat a single step for the sake of their loved ones and everything cherished.

“Leader, quickly activate the transfer formation and send the talented individuals who came with us for the trial back. This place is not suitable for them anymore. They are the future hope of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they mustn’t die here!”

Meng Tian Zheng then turned to a white-haired elder beside him urgently.

He had originally intended for the prodigies from his institute to stay here for a while longer, but it seemed impossible now.

If their old bodies perished, so be it. Yet Shi Hao, Gu Chen, and Lin Hai had a limitless future. They may go much further than these old decrepit men, representing a glimmer of hope for the future of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

“We can’t go. An Lan’s aura has already sealed this place. All formations can no longer be activated. Otherwise, they would be attacked immediately and no one could get out!” The elderly leader spoke in a heavy voice, his whole person seemed utterly defeated.

“How could this be? Is he trying to completely obliterate us?!” Meng Tian Zheng’s expression changed instantly and then clenched his teeth.

“Great Elder, we aren’t leaving. If the Emperor Gate breaks, there would be no place for us to take refuge!!” Shi Hao spoke up, determined not to leave.