The Supreme Immortal King Willow Deity Descends, Overwhelmingly Dominant

At the very moment he learned he was about to die, Shi Hao used every last bit of strength to shout those two words.

Although he knew it was nothing more than an unrealistic fantasy, he still wanted to welcome death this way.

However, what Shi Hao had not expected was...

The moment he shouted those words, he suddenly saw the world before him freeze as if in an instant.

All surrounding sounds vanished.

The swaying treetops, the Blue Silver Grass drifting in the wind, the icy night breeze, the birds in the sky—everything came to a complete standstill.

Even Tang San, who had been pursuing him, froze stupidly in midair, his raised right hand still gripping the Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

"What's going on? Am I dead...?"

Shi Hao hurriedly looked up, only to see the crossbow bolt suspended an inch above his head, motionless and yet not falling.

Just then, a mechanical female voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

"Ding. Congratulations, host. You have successfully triggered the Contract System at the brink of death. The host has chosen the Willow Deity of Perfect World as your contracted goddess. A life-and-death contract has been established. It cannot be altered or dissolved. Should either party to the contract face a life-or-death crisis, the other must rescue them unconditionally..."

"What? The Contract System...?"

Shi Hao was completely bewildered.

At the same time...

In Perfect World, within the Eight Realms of the Lower Bound.

The willow tree outside Shi Village in the Desolate Domain suddenly trembled slightly. A beautiful figure emerged from within it.

She wore a silver crown and a flowing green robe. Her figure was as light and graceful as a willow tree, while her long hair parted from her forehead and cascaded down like a waterfall, glimmering with emerald radiance.

Who was this woman? That was right—she was Shi Village's sacrificial spirit, one of Perfect World's most powerful beings, the Willow Deity.

The Willow Deity's eyes were as clear and bright as emeralds, carrying a trace of mystery and wisdom. It was as though her gaze concealed the secrets of the entire world, making one helplessly lose oneself in it.

Her face was beautiful and gentle, noble without losing its elegance, like a spring breeze brushing across one's face.

Yet at that moment, as she sensed that faint connection in her heart, confusion appeared on the Willow Deity's noble face.

She raised her slender fingers and lightly touched their tips together. In an instant, the Willow Deity seemed to sense something.

"How could there be another Shi Hao among the myriad heavens and worlds?"

Following that faint sensation in her heart, the Willow Deity seemed to see the reason behind it.

"Of all karmic ties, it seems... I have no choice but to help him. But where is this other Shi Hao?"

At that moment, the Willow Deity suddenly turned back. Her beautiful eyes seemed to gaze through endless waters, piercing through the entire world.

"So the other Shi Hao is also within this Desolate Domain. One flower, one world. A year there does not compare to a single instant in this Desolate Domain..."

With a step, the Willow Deity crossed thousands of miles in an instant. She arrived at a sea of flowers on the edge of the Desolate Domain and found one particular petal among countless others...

Under her gaze, faint points of light flickered upon that petal.

They were universes being born and destroyed one after another.

The Willow Deity sent a strand of divine consciousness into the petal, and at last, she saw everything.

At that moment, Shi Hao had already grabbed the crossbow bolt suspended an inch above his head. As the bolt shifted and fell to the ground, everything that had been frozen around him instantly resumed moving.

Tang San's body, which had been halted in midair, suddenly trembled, as did his raised right hand.

"What's going on? Why does my hand feel a little sore? That Spirit Hall soul master who ran away earlier actually didn't die..."

Tang San spotted Shi Hao below at once, and his face immediately filled with shock.

In that instant just now, he had believed Shi Hao could never evade his Zhuge Divine Crossbow...

Sensing that something was wrong, Tang San did not want to waste any more time. He immediately circulated his soul power and unleashed the sharp Eight Spider Lances Spirit Bone behind him.

"This time, let's see how you dodge..."

Tang San swung the sharp Eight Spider Lances Spirit Bone on his back and dove down from the sky at extreme speed. Blood-red killing intent condensed into substance and swiftly enveloped Shi Hao.

At that moment, Tang San seemed to have already seen the miserable sight of the Spirit Hall soul master before him being torn to pieces.

After all, even Platinum Bishop Meers had been unable to withstand the lethal poison of his Eight Spider Lances and had his body pierced through in a single strike, much less a soul master who had not even reached level forty.

Watching Tang San's Eight Spider Lances strike toward him, Shi Hao no longer felt fear this time, because he had sensed the life-and-death contract between himself and the Willow Deity.

Once again, he used all his strength and shouted into the night sky.

"Willow Deity, save me..."

At that moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the night sky.

"Rest assured, no one can save you..."

Tang San's expression was cold and sinister. His speed was as terrifying as teleportation, and as he closed in on Shi Hao, he swiftly swung several sharp spider lances.

It seemed he wanted to finish Shi Hao in a single blow, without giving him any chance to catch his breath.

However, just as Tang San's Eight Spider Lances were about to fall upon Shi Hao, a massive rift suddenly appeared in the previously pitch-black sky, like a bottomless hole.

A jade-green willow branch shot out of the rift at incredible speed, like a streak of green lightning. As Tang San swung his Eight Spider Lances, it instantly struck his left leg and violently pierced straight through it.

"Ah..."

Tang San let out a miserable scream on the spot and crashed face-first onto the ground. It had happened far too quickly for him to react. A piercing pain shot through his left leg as blood continuously gushed out.

"Who is it? Who exactly is it...?"

When Tang San raised his face unwillingly and looked toward the night sky, he saw an elegant woman of peerless beauty slowly step out from the black spatial rift.