Willow God Agrees, Taking Human Form
Willow God fell silent.
That tender green willow branch seemed to freeze slightly in mid-air, as if it were facing the most difficult choice in all of history.
backing.
What warm, and yet luxurious, words.
The scene Qin Feng depicted, the unrestrained laughter of the goddesses on that Immortal Boat, the sense of security of entrusting one's back to one's companions—it was a landscape it dared not even dream of during its endless, lonely years.
That sense of belonging was like a warm current that pierced through the winds and frosts of countless ages, precisely hitting its long-frozen heart.
But it can't.
Endless responsibility, like the heaviest shackles, has long been an integral part of its existence.
A Spiritual Sense, imbued with endless vicissitudes and weariness, slowly resounded in Qin Feng's sea of consciousness, like an old man sighing.
"If I leave, what will become of the beings in this world, and those... my old friends who await my return in the darkness?"
There was no rejection in that voice, only an inescapable helplessness and sorrow.
This is its greatest obsession, the vow it would rather exhaust its last bit of strength to protect.
Qin Feng smiled upon hearing this.
It was a serene smile that conveyed a profound understanding of everything, a sense of control over all things, and a view of the eternal cycle of cause and effect as clearly as the lines on the palm of one's hand.
He didn't offer a lengthy explanation, nor did he attempt to persuade him.
For true strong individuals, facts always have more power than words.
Qin Feng had one hand behind his back, and with the other hand, he casually and lightly grasped at the empty space in front of him.
Buzz--
At this moment, the whole world seemed to have turned into a thin sheet of paper.
He forcibly extracted a vast, illusory river composed of countless fragments of light and shadow from nothingness and stretched it across the sky above Stone Village.
In that long river, time flows on, and cause and effect intertwine.
Willow God can see the changing of eras, the birth and fall of Immortal King, and every moment of her own rooting in the Great Wilderness and her rebirth in the tribulation of lightning.
The River of Time!
He actually... materialized the River of Time!
The core of Willow God's will was once again shaken by this inconceivable method, causing it to buzz loudly.
However, this is just the beginning.
Under Willow God's indescribably horrified gaze, Qin Feng reached out and casually probed into the ever-flowing River of Time.
His arm traversed through the ages of the past and brushed away the dust of the future, as casually as catching fish in his own pond.
He quickly withdrew his hand.
On his palm lay several illusory specks of light, lying silently.
The light was extremely dim, like a candle flickering in the wind, as if it would completely dissipate at any moment. Each point of light was covered with hideous cracks, exuding a tragic aura of a hero's end.
That is... the True Spirit Imprint!
It is the last trace of a living being's existence in the world after its demise!
The moment the Willow God saw those points of light, its entire trunk trembled violently, and an uncontrollable grief and excitement erupted from the depths of its being!
It recognizes it!
How could it not recognize it!
Those were its former comrades-in-arms, who ultimately perished on the battlefield, their very souls lost! They were a pain that would forever remain in its heart!
Are you talking about them?
Qin Feng's voice rang out, breaking the deathly silence.
"Wuzhong, reincarnation?"
He held the few broken True Spirit Imprint in his hand, a faint smile playing on his lips, and flicked his other finger.
A wisp of purplish-gold Chaos Qi, thinner than a strand of hair, coiled around the few True Spirit Imprint like a living serpent.
An unbelievable scene unfolded.
Nourished by the Chaos Qi, the cracked marks began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The light that was about to dissipate solidified again, becoming even purer and more dazzling than before it fell!
Qin Feng was actually reversing time and space, reversing cause and effect, and rebuilding the foundation of these long-deceased Immortal King!
Willow God stared blankly at all of this; its will, its cognition, its worldview were utterly crushed into dust at this moment.
Death, in the face of this man, seemed to be nothing more than a mistake that could be easily erased.
After Qin Feng finished doing all this, he casually tossed the few True Spirit Imprint that had been stabilized and were radiating vitality back into the River of Time, letting them drift along with time and be reborn at some point in the future.
He clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant, then turned his gaze back to Willow God, his tone calm yet containing an undeniable truth.
"If I want it, all that has passed can return."
boom--
This one sentence became the final straw that broke the camel's back.
My greatest obsession, my deepest regret, my heaviest shackles were resolved so casually and easily by the other party.
The mental defenses that had stood firm for countless eras collapsed completely and utterly at this moment.
What reason does it have to refuse?
What other excuse can it use?
An unprecedented sense of liberation, like a torrent, overwhelmed its entire will.
The willow branch, radiating green light, trembled violently in the air, and finally, with an utterly devout posture, bent down deeply, deeply towards Qin Feng.
A Spiritual Sense, carrying a sense of liberation and trembling, resounded throughout the world.
"I... I do."
The instant those two words were confirmed.
Boom!
The entire willow tree, charred black as charcoal, suddenly burst forth with billions of emerald green divine lights!
The light was so dazzling and so pure that it instantly dispersed the clouds in the sky, turning the entire wasteland into a vibrant green!
The endless Life Origin, like a volcano dormant for billions of years, erupted from the charred tree trunk!
On the earth, withered trees come back to life, and a hundred flowers bloom!
Under the heavens, Immortal Music music resounds, and sweet rain falls everywhere!
The entire Great Wilderness cheered and sang for the rebirth of this former king!
Under the smiling gaze of Qin Feng and the goddesses, the enormous willow tree rapidly shrank in the divine light, all the charred remains faded, and all the wounds healed.
Ultimately, all the divine light converged at one point.
The light faded.
A woman dressed in a simple white dress, with unparalleled beauty, stood quietly in place.
She was barefoot, hovering three inches above the ground, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, spotless.
Her beauty defies description; it is as if all the beauty and wonder of the world are concentrated in her, enough to make the sun, moon, and stars pale in comparison.
However, what is most captivating is her temperament.
It was a kind of ethereal and transcendent quality, washed away by the vicissitudes of time, as if it did not belong to this human world.
Yet deep within those clear, autumn-water-like eyes lay an unyielding chill and a lonely desolation that evoked pity in those who looked upon them.
Like a lotus blooming alone atop a snow-capped mountain, it is exquisitely beautiful, yet also utterly lonely.
She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze immediately falling on Qin Feng. Her expression was incredibly complex, a mixture of shock, gratitude, confusion, and a hint of... the tender affection one feels when first meeting family.
She bowed gracefully to Qin Feng, her lips parted slightly, and her voice, like heavenly music, carried a hint of awkwardness.
"Liu... greets Your Majesty."