Chapter 448: Chapter 342: The Clone is Trying to Rebel_1

The truth is often cruel, often forged with blood and bones.

Like the iron throne in the great desert!

In the not-too-distant future, supreme beings who have watched the long river of time from different eras will eventually appear, a battle to seek the secrets and opportunities of becoming an emperor from a king as told in the legends, is inevitable.

By then, will there still be pure land in this world?!

Jiang Hui shook his head, reined in his thoughts, no longer letting them roam wild.

After crossing the footprints of the Immortal Emperor and continuing forward for a distance, the Array of Exit appeared in Jiang Hui’s sight. After crossing it, he could return to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt something, and turned his head abruptly. His gaze was drawn to a giant tomb floating in the Boundary Sea.

The tomb was as huge as a constellation, covered in yellow soil and emitting a terrifying curse power. It floated in the vast sea, the water surface shimmering. It moved steadily towards the embankment, its speed not slow, even faster than those black warships, and even more stable.

Jiang Hui looked a bit surprised, but not because of the tomb’s speed.

The Boundary Sea was vast, truly boundless. Even a slight distance would span several eras. Even immortals would need a long time and pay a high price to cross it.

What surprised Jiang Hui was that the huge tomb seemed almost identical to the Immortal’s Tomb on the hill behind the village.

When he was in the village, he would go to the hill to wander every day, gaining enlightenment on the Immortal’s Tomb, so he was quite familiar with this Tomb.

Jiang Hui seemed to remember that massive tombs like the Immortal’s Tomb did exist within the Boundary Sea, not just one tomb. However, there was not much introduction in the original text. According to Jiang Hui’s guess, those yellow tombs should belong to a certain race or creature, representing an ultimate power, usually dormant in the tomb, waiting for the day of the grand era.

After moving that Immortal’s Tomb back to Liu Village, Jiang Hui actually planned on exploring it deeply,

However, his strength was limited at that time. Even though he moved the Immortal’s Tomb to Liu Village, he didn’t dare to explore it too much, fearing that he would bring about catastrophe beyond his control.

Immortal’s Tomb, the name alone suggests that it should at least be inhabited by Immortal Dao level creatures, far more potent than he could contend with at the time.

He was unsure if there truly were creatures in the Immortal’s Tomb. If there were, they should act as a counterbalance to the Yellow Soil Tomb. Jiang Hui was worried that rash action would disrupt this balance.

But now he felt he could at least take a shot. He was currently as powerful as a True Immortal, invincible amongst True Immortals, and should be considered a formidable immortal. He should be well qualified.

However, before heading out, Jiang Hui remembered something else. The Thunder and Lightning Abyss he had discovered earlier seemed also to be useful to him.

He was also practicing the Thunder Technique and had terrifying Divine Skills like Chaotic Divine Thunder. He had recently added the Thunder Emperor’s Method to his arsenal with the help of Tu Wa Zi, Gu Chen, and Lin Hai and others, so he had an uncommon understanding and mastery of the Thunder Technique.

If he could temper it further, he believed he could reach an unimaginable level.

“I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I almost forgot the main point!” Jiang Hui slapped himself on the forehead and then opened the pathfinder. He stepped forward and appeared in front of the Thunder Sea in an instant.

Then, with determined eyes, his body shot into the Thunder Sea like a cannonball.

“Rumble~”

“Crackle…”

The Thunder Sea was violent and overbearing, far beyond Jiang Hui’s expectations. The moment he came into contact with it, Jiang Hui charred instantly. His body carbonized directly, his flesh dropping inch by inch. His internal organs even flowed out. His body exploded into pieces of scattered flesh, falling into the Thunder Sea Abyss.

If it were an ordinary person with such injuries, they would have died long ago. But Jiang Hui was now at the cusp of the Supreme Realm, his true strength comparable to a True Immortal. He could be reborn with a drop of blood. Unless directly suppressed, it would be hard to kill him.

Next.

The scattered flesh began to congeal and took shape again after a while.

Then again, divine thunder fell, and Jiang Hui’s body crumbled to the ground once more.

Aggregation, scattering…

Scattering, aggregation…

The cycle repeated.

Gradually his body became completely resistant to the falling Thunder Sea without exerting any effort, he could achieve this with ease.

What came next was absorption.

Jiang Hui turned into a sponge and began to absorb the falling thunder with a voracious thirst.

With this absorbing and resisting, three years passed in a flash.

Three years.

In the endless Thunder Sea, a branch as beautiful as jade and agate suddenly sprouted, forcefully tearing apart the falling Thunder net.

Jiang Hui’s figure flickered in and out of sight. His eyes were deeper, and despite not yet attaining immortality, he was surrounded by a dense cloud of Immortal Qi. More intense were the rays of Immortal Dao that flowed around him, like the light of dawn tearing through the darkness of night.

Three years.

He had become more restrained and powerful. He had drunk quite a lot of Thunder Tribulation Liquid from several Thunder Ponds over the years, and the remaining liquid was put directly into his personal backpack.

The Thunder Tribulation Liquid was formed by the natural course of heaven and earth, filled with extreme destructive power, especially the Thunder Tribulation Liquid condensed by this Thunder Electric Abyss Sea, the quality of which was incomparable to ordinary. It is hard to store in a general Storage Jar, but there are no such worries for a personal backpack, whatever the quantity, he would store it all.

Benefitting from such natural fortunes, Jiang Hui had been evolving almost every moment over the past three years.