Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Chapter 151: Ancestral Witch and Kun Peng’s Tomb_2

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This was a good time to appreciate the night view, but Old Man Lin and the others clearly had no interest in doing so.

Above the mountains, thousands of willow branches hung down, filled with vibrant greenery. The swaying willow leaves dispersed the surrounding harsh heat, extinguishing some of the irritation in everyone’s hearts and bringing about a great deal of calm.

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“Lord Willow God, please help, save my son.”

Upon seeing Jiang Hui, Lin Zhuang immediately knelt on the ground, his eyes red and teary. He could no longer hold back his tears and whimpered, hoping for a response.

Everyone else did the same, longing for the response of the Willow God.

Jiang Hui was playing chess with Lord Zhou when he was suddenly awakened by a piercing wail.

He looked around and saw Lin Laotou, sniveling and weeping in front of him.

Standing nearby were Old Man Lin, Tu Wa Zi, Gu Chen, and others, as well as a plump woman.

Jiang Hui recognized this person; she was the wife of Lin Zhuang, who rarely came up to the mountain unless it was for worship.

Next to everyone else was a young man.

Jiang Hui also recognized him. He was Lin Zhuang’s eldest son, named Lin Hai. The boy inherited Lin Zhuang’s facial features and character, and was already tall and strong in his teens. He had a great physique that was uncommon for his age.

However, the condition of the young man at this moment seemed somewhat unusual.

His skin was pitch black, and his body was violently trembling. He had lost consciousness and was leaning against a protruding tree root, looking as if he was deeply ill.

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Jiang Hui was somewhat astonished and directly pulled up the young man’s data.

Believer: Lin Hai

Age: 14

Sex: Male

Faith Value: 135

Talent: None

Status: A deviation occurred during the awakening of his bloodline. If no solution is found, this believer will not be able to hold on for more than ten hours.

Solution: Attach the Ancestral Fire Witch’s Destiny to him, activating the Ancestral Witch’s talent.

“Bloodline awakening? Could it be that he inherited Lin Zhuang’s Barbaric Battle Body?”

Jiang Hui was somewhat surprised looking at the data before him.

But if he remembered correctly, Lin Zhuang had a Barbaric Battle Body, which had no relation to a witch body, yet it could also use the Ancestral Witch’s Destiny of Fire.

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The Golden Finger explained clearly that this destiny symbol was a rare item that could only be used by those with the witch constitution.

Could it be that Lin Laotou’s Barbaric Battle Body was somehow related to a witch body?

As he was pondering, Lin Zhuang’s voice reached his ears again.

“Lord Willow God, is there a chance to save my son?”

Lin Zhuang’s eyes were red, and he spoke tremulously, his expression filled with hope. He seemed like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

He was terrified, truly terrified. He feared not getting a response from Lord Willow God, or that the response he got would be unbearable.

“Go home and wait. Everything will become clear in three days!”

Without resorting to mystery, Jiang Hui spoke directly.

In the void, a clear voice resonated, much like the sound of a massive bell ringing, echoing across the vast mountains.

The deity was whispering, stirring the spiritual energy of this area into a surge, an indescribable force overwhelmed the area, covering the sky and the earth.

This was the majestic power unique to deities, each statement and action imbued with an ineffable charm.

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“Lord Willow God, does this mean my child can be cured?”

Lin Zhuang was stunned for a moment. He obviously hadn’t expected to receive a response from Lord Willow God so quickly. In the past, it would have taken at least half an hour.

Recovering his senses, the man hurriedly asked.

“The reason why your son is like this is actually a blessing in disguise, but he lacks a certain opportunity.

Given that you’ve been working tirelessly every day, how about this deity gives him that opportunity?”

The overwhelming voice echoed out, sounding like a thousand horses stampeding.

“Ah… my poor child!”

However, no sooner than Jiang Hui’s voice faded, an exceedingly mournful wail suddenly echoed.

It was Lin Zhuang’s wife. For some reason, this woman broke into tears. Her eyelids were already red and swollen from crying, making her look like a figure made of tears.

“Silly child, Lord Willow God’s words clearly mean that he can save our grandchild. Let’s go home and wait quietly. We’ll come over when the time comes!”

Old Man Lin hurriedly spoke up. With one look, he knew that his daughter-in-law had misunderstood Lord Willow God’s meaning.

“Is that so?”

Lin Zhuang’s wife was taken aback.

“Absolutely, Lord Willow God has agreed to help. Our child is saved!”

Lin Zhuang nodded solemnly, his face now devoid of the earlier worry.

“Thank you, Lord Willow God, for helping us!”

The woman stopped crying and couldn’t help sobbing with joy.

With Lord Willow God’s intervention, their child was definitely saved!

The night grew colder.

Despite being unwilling to leave, these people didn’t dare to linger any longer. After placing some beast skins under the young man, they hastily descended the mountain.

After everyone had left, a leafy branch slowly fell from a few hundred meters in the air. It was crystal clear and emerald green, lush like a green agate gem.

At the end of the branch, a thumb-sized red flame slowly formed.

The flame was dazzling, exuding an extraordinary radiance, extremely radiant and brilliant.

The moment the fire sphere appeared, it blanketed the sky. A burst of intense fire erupted, covering the vast horizon. The runes flickered rapidly. The intense heat was like a blooming Mandra flower. Strands of crimson blood-colored True Fire’s Aura fell, the scene was terrifying.

That was not the end.

A loud rumble suddenly echoed.

The next moment.

Within the fiery sky.

A massive figure slowly walked out, extremely grand, ancient, and vicissitudinous. With every step, a blooming flame flower would spring up around it..