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

Chapter 483: Chapter 362: The Blood-Stained Black Ship, Are You Looking for Emperor Huang Tian? _1

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“Rumble!”

“Rumble…”

Under Jiang Hui’s astonished gaze, the bloodstained black ship hidden in the massive space rift began to move slowly, crawling like a colossal object. With an overwhelmingly powerful airflow, it roared and vibrated.

In that instant, the cracks formed by the fluctuating void even collapsed continuously as the ancient ship moved. The raging winds were so terrifying that each could completely annihilate an existence at the Sect Leader Level. It was horrifying.

Even far away, Jiang Hui felt the ominous aura coming directly at him. There was no life pulsation, only the silence of death, as if time had forgotten it, with various parts already exposed.

This scene was extremely bizarre.

Jiang Hui dared not behave carelessly.

He unlocked the full potential of his Five Senses at the first moment, then rapidly focused them on one point, covering the entire Black Ancient Ship like an invisible net.

Vaguely, he saw blood-red runes soaring to the sky, mysterious and ancient, unbearably dazzling, even making it difficult to open his eyes.

Just as Jiang Hui looked on in shock, a terrifying suction burst out suddenly.

The suction was dramatic, like the birth of an invisible black hole, as if it wanted to swallow everything like a whale swallowing the sea.

Jiang Hui, being closest to it, felt the most exaggerated suction, and could barely hold on even if he tried with all his might.

In a daze, a faint sigh rang out. It seemed to have crossed countless epochs, softly melodious at first and then as loud as a thunderclap, as if splitting heaven and earth.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Hui found himself standing on the deck of the black ship.

However, he was not physically present but merely his divine spirit was there, which was still surprising enough for him as it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

“I must see what trick is being played here!”

Jiang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, looking around without showing much panic.

First of all, he was already very powerful, even surpassing a True Immortal, and had some ability to protect himself and deal with sudden situations.

Secondly, he knew the origin of this Black Ancient Ship. It came from the unrivaled Empress, but it was influenced by the mysterious ancestral power when traversing the river of time. It’s not an unclean object symbolizing death and curse.

Jiang Hui, in his white robe, fell steadily on the deck, forming a silver streak with the aura of thunderbolt’s intensity.

Strolling on the deck, his sight became more specific.

The surroundings were full of blood, emitting a putrid smell, extremely viscous, and constantly writhing. Black fog rose from it, but the fog was obliterated by invisible thunderbolts before it could get within thirty feet of Jiang Hui.

The deck’s area was enormous, like an endless mountain, tens of thousands of meters long and wide, full of dents and depressions, as if it had undergone a great war, littered with traces left by various weapons,

Jiang Hui calmly walked deeper.

Along the way, he saw bizarre pieces of flesh and severed limbs scattered in every corner of the deck.

A black fur arm, tens of feet in size, with a smooth cut-off point, was still filled with great ferocity even now.

There was also a broken horn, crystal clear, emitting a red divine light. Even though broken, it was still surrounded by countless runes, radiating an awe-inspiring force.

Because of the Little True Dragon, Jiang Hui was pretty sure that this broken horn should be a True Dragon Horn, from a True Dragon on the verge of maturity, about to step into the Invincible State.

Unfortunately, fate played funny tricks; it was killed by a mysterious force at the most critical moment when it was about to succeed, The dragon’s horn was broken, falling on the Black Ancient Ship.

Such a great thing, absolutely priceless, Jiang Hui naturally could not miss it.

He reached out with one hand, which transformed into a terrifying giant palm in the air, grabbing at the broken horn.

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“Zing!”

Just as he was about to touch the dragon’s horn, the runes lingering around it instantly erupted, emitting dazzling divine light and the radiance of the Immortal Path, trying to stop Jiang Hui from taking the horn.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, you’re already dead, stop being so clingy!” Jiang Hui remained impassive, adding a bit more force. Suddenly, divine thunder rolled in his palm, directly smashing the runes emitted by the dragon horn.

Accompanied by a harsh dragon chant, the broken dragon horn finally calmed down, sensing Jiang Hui’s power.

“That’s more like it!” Jiang Hui smiled slightly, casually putting away the dragon horn. The Black Fur Palm from before was forcefully subdued in the same way.

All of these were rare treasures, unseen and unsaid, but he didn’t want to miss any that he saw, or else he would regret it later.

In one corner, Jiang Hui found an enormous eyeball, the size of a grindstone, pitch black. When he approached, it even rolled around.

If the dragon horn was radiating a divine and unblemished light, then this eyeball was circulating with a dignified and wicked aura.

Without a doubt, the owner of this eyeball must have been an enormous demon.

However, in that most terrifying chaos, what was good or evil? All were heroes who stepped forward for their homeland!

Shaking his head, Jiang Hui pushed the random thoughts out of his mind and picked up the eyeball, adding it to his pocket just like the other items.