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

Bird Grandpa's beak, like a sword, easily tore through the defenses of the Dark Beings, slaying them one by one.


Boss Jing Bi's body shone with dazzling golden light, like a golden arrow that shot straight in.


However, moments later, the two of them were flying out again, side by side.


Three Pinnacle Level Dark Kings were trying to suppress Bird Grandpa and Grandpa Jing Bi with a pincer attack from three sides.


"Son of a bitch, have you no honor in battle, ganging up three against two, have you no shame?" Boss Jing Bi cursed furiously, his rant rivaling that of a quarreling shrew.


Meanwhile, the three Dark Kings were tightly frowning, speechless with a choked expression.


Weren't heroes and brave men the norm in the Immortal Domain? Why were these two old codgers even better at running away than they were?


Chapter 687: Gathering of the Three Emperors_2