Stir-fried pumpkin with northern melon

Upon waking, Jiang Hui found himself to have unbelievably transformed into a willow tree, luckily, he had the Golden Finger by his side.
Looking around, he suddenly had a grand dream, that was to create a powerful tribe that could stand the test of time.
But what's the story with this Stone Village in the neighboring mountain range? And who is this lad named Shi Hao?! Also, what's the deal with those nine worms dragging a massive bronze coffin?!

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

(Yesterday, I had a fever and forgot to take leave. Sorry for that. To make up for it, I promise to deliver at least ten thousand words tomorrow!)


Most importantly, the Divine Rune imprinted by Lin Hai was not just hidden in his Divine Sea of Mind, but it was externally manifested and branded in the centre of the boy's forehead.


It was an ancient and unimaginably complex script, distorted around the edges, appearing like a demon from the Abyss.


From afar, it resonated with the Fire Witch Ancestor Mark on his forehead.


The two, one above the other, seemed to be vying for supremacy, intermittently flashing with radiant ripple fluctuations. The red light and the dark patterns competed for brilliance, making the naive boy appear somewhat strange.


But it was quite clear that the mark of the Ancestral Witch of Fire was far stronger, directly suppressing the defiant Divine Rune on the spot.


Chapter 182: Everything I see, all the gods will wither (1st update)_1