Chen Cheng landed in front of the treehouse. Knock, knock, knock. He reached out and rapped on the door.
The sudden knocking startled the colorful birds perched in the tree into flight. However, the scene Chen Cheng had imagined—someone opening the door—did not occur.
Chen Cheng called out a few more times, asking if anyone was there, but received no response. Only then did he decide to break in.
The next moment, he gave the door a gentle push. It had not been locked, and it swung open at once.
The treehouse was not very large. It contained only a simple vine table and chairs, along with a vine hammock.
On the wooden-vine table sat a plate of half-eaten wild fruits and two half-finished cups of water.
Clearly, the people living here had left in great haste. What was more, they were Elves. The fact that the treehouse had not been restored by magic was proof enough of how urgent the situation had been.
However, judging by the dust that had settled here and the wild fruit that had been bitten into but had not yet spoiled, the two of them should not have been gone for very long.
And when he thought of what could have made Melos feel such urgency, Chen Cheng's heart sank.
After leaving the treehouse, Chen Cheng flew high into the sky and looked down. There were no traces of fierce fighting in his field of vision, nor any signs of violent destruction. Clearly, Melos had not made a move.
The next moment, Chen Cheng instantly spread out his Divine Domain. Beneath its cover, nothing could escape notice.
Then Chen Cheng used the Reincarnation Principle on the little treehouse, directly extracting the auras of Melos and the Snow Maiden from it.
After extracting the auras