It resembled a sacred forest, even though the expansive and void land had not a single blade of grass, but with these flower forest spirits fluttering around, it gave a sense of overflowing vitality.
As more and more flower forest spirits appeared, Zhu Minglang knew he was about to meet the million-year ancestor tree he had been searching for.
Not only were the flower forest spirits he followed flying towards one place, but Zhu Minglang also saw that flower forest spirits from all different directions were flocking in groups towards a basin.
The terrain began to slope downward, and as Zhu Minglang walked, he suddenly saw ahead of him a vast basin filled with lush green, like a sea of emerald green right on the horizon...
