Perfect: I am Shi An from Shicun, and I am Huang’s brother!

Chapter 409 Taboo
"Crack!"

The emerald green chains tightened suddenly, like coiling dragons, dragging all the sect leaders, including the Immortal Palace Supreme, the Golden Condensation Sect Master, and the Lord of the Underworld, back to the center of the battlefield.

The void beneath their feet cracked inch by inch, like a mirror about to shatter, reflecting their distorted and terrified faces.

"Willow tree... do you really want to exterminate them all?!"

The Lord of the Underworld roared, his voice trembling.

The black mist of the underworld beneath his feet surged wildly, attempting to corrode the chains, but was purified into nothingness in the blink of an eye by a swirl of emerald light.

Liu Shen remained silent, only raising her eyes.

That one glance was like the eternal blue sky hanging high above, looking down upon ants.

"Today, let this world remember!"

"Those who bully my disciples shall be punished."

"Those who wish to destroy my lineage shall be executed."

She slowly raised her hand and tapped it with her fingertips.

"boom!!!"

The world lost its color, and the universe was turned upside down.

A gigantic willow tree phantom, piercing through the sea of ​​stars and obscuring the heavens, rose from the ground behind her. Its branches were like real dragons, and its leaves were like galaxies. Each leaf reflected the rise and fall of an ancient world.

That is her true form, and also her Dao.

Strands of chaotic energy cascaded down from the tree, transforming into countless runes that swirled around the chains, imprisoning even the primordial spirits of those sect leaders, rendering them unable to move.

"Crash!"

The countless willow branches seemed to transform into countless indestructible heavenly blades, or like roots drawing upon the myriad paths, instantly piercing through the chains that bound the sect leaders.

"puff!"

"what!"

A desolate rain of light erupted, accompanied by desperate screams.

The body of the Celestial Palace Supreme was the first to disintegrate. His supposedly immortal Celestial Palace Inherited Battle Body shattered like weathered rock, and its essence turned into a torrent that flowed into the emerald green willow branches, making its radiance even more dazzling.

Only an ancient bronze rune remained, struggling to escape, but was gently pressed down by a willow leaf and crushed into nothingness.

The Vajra Indestructible Body of the Ningjin Sect Master emitted a piercing cracking sound, like shattered glass. The Immortal Golden Essence that he had painstakingly cultivated within his body was forcibly extracted, becoming a trace of nourishment for Liu Shen's recovery. In the end, he was completely destroyed, both in body and spirit.

The deathly black mist surrounding the Lord of the Underworld was completely purified by the supremely divine and holy Bixia. Before the illusory image of the Gate of the Underworld he summoned could solidify, it was swept by a main branch and collapsed with a bang, annihilating his primordial spirit along with it, returning to nothingness.

The Valley Master of Sword Valley transformed himself into a sword, intending a final, desperate fight. But the sword's light paled in comparison to the myriad willow branches, easily shattered, and its very essence crumbled…
One after another, giants who had reigned as Dao Ancestors for countless years melted away like snow under the scorching sun, turning into a shower of light and being absorbed by the willow tree without leaving a trace, all under the watchful eyes of countless horrified gazes.

Their Dao, their Dharma, and their accumulated cultivation over millennia have all become the source of nourishment for the Willow God.

There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.

The surviving cultivators, whether friend or foe, were all trembling with fear, almost kneeling down.

This is not coercion through intimidation, but absolute awe and fear at a life level!
Slay the remnant immortals and kill the sect leader!

What overwhelming combat power! What ruthless methods!
The figure of the Willow God stood in the void, her eyes indifferent, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, her robes fluttering lightly. Behind her was the hazy and vast image of the willow tree, shrouded in azure clouds, with runes like the sea, as if she were the sole ruler of this world.

Her cold gaze slowly swept across a certain spot in the void. Those ancient beings from various factions, who had been spying on this place using secret treasures, were instantly terrified, severing their connections and daring not to look again, fearing they might be noticed by this god of death. The battlefield was silent, save for the swaying shadows of willow trees and the rustling of their leaves, as if proclaiming, "Those who offend me…"

They must be executed!

A moment later, she slowly withdrew her gaze, and with a light tap of her fingertip, the illusory image of the willow tree that pierced through the sea of ​​stars gradually faded away, turning into specks of green light that merged into her body.

"ended."

She spoke softly, her voice calm, yet it resounded like a divine decree throughout the three thousand states, announcing the end of this battle.

In the distance, Shi Hao, Shi An, and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, their tense minds slowly relaxing.

Qi Daolin, the Undying Being, the Old Dean, and others also had complex expressions, showing both shock and awe.

Liu Shen turned around, her gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on the Shi brothers, and said calmly, "Let's go."

Upon hearing this, the two brothers exchanged a glance, then nodded in unison: "Yes!"

Seeing this, the Willow Goddess said no more. With a wave of her sleeve, a stream of azure light swept up the crowd, and she departed amidst a shower of golden light.

Seeing Liu Shen leave, those cultivators who were already terrified but had miraculously survived immediately collapsed to the ground, their breathing becoming labored.

They stared at the empty void, their eyes filled with nothing but endless fear.

The Immortal Palace Supreme, the Underworld Lord, the Golden Condensation Sect Master... those giants who were once high above, in charge of a major sect, and overlooking the changing winds and clouds of the three thousand states, have now all turned to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

This kind of erasure was clean and efficient, carrying an absolute and unquestionable authority that left a deep imprint on the souls of all witnesses, unforgettable for eternity.

In the distance, some powerful figures from ancient lineages who had not participated in the siege, but chose to remain neutral or observe from the shadows, remained silent for a long time, their minds turbulent and unable to calm down.

They witnessed the return of a legend, and even more so, a thunderous reckoning.

After this battle, the name of the Willow God will no longer be merely an ancient legend, but will transform into a sharp sword hanging high above the heavens and the earth, becoming an untouchable taboo in the hearts of all forces.

At the same time, this battle will inevitably bring about a major change in the landscape of the Three Thousand Continents.

However, all of this is temporarily irrelevant to Shi An and Shi Hao. At this moment, the two of them, or rather Shi Hao, are gazing into the future under the divine power of the Willow God.

"Boom!"

The mighty river surges and rushes by, its power of time soaring into the sky.

Is that the river of time?
Shi Hao was unaware of what was happening, but he saw some scenery on the riverbank that deeply moved him.

There is an old friend of Shicun.

Pi Hou, Da Zhuang, Hu Niu, and others—they all passed by in a flash, from their prime to their twilight years, growing old and frail.

There are also the Stone Kingdom, the Three Thousand Continents, and even some other places.

Shi Hao felt a chill run down his spine, but he didn't dwell on it too much. Instead, he focused his gaze on the end, wanting to know what the final destination was!

"boom!"

In an instant, everything changed. The river of time surged, and Shi Hao seemed to be swept forward, seeing the final place and the future he cared about most and wanted to understand!
At that moment, Shi Hao actually saw himself, only that version of himself was clearly more profound.

Although that version of myself looked just as young, there was an endless sense of vicissitude in my eyes, as if I could see through the past, present, and future!
Suddenly, Shi Hao felt a jolt in his heart. His other self had also looked over and met his eyes.

(End of this chapter)