This was a rather thought-provoking matter. Lu Ye watched silently for a moment and roughly formed a few guesses.
The power consumed by teleportation could not appear out of nowhere. Since it was not supported by his Spiritual Power, someone else must have been secretly providing some invisible, intangible assistance.
This was the Tree Realm. Who else could provide such help?
It had to be the Cycle Tree.
When Lu Ye had first learned about the situation in the Tree Realm, he had felt that the Cycle Tree was overly rigid. The Tree Realm was meant to provide a place for races that had lost their homes to settle down; it should have been peaceful and tranquil. Yet the Insect Race had brought war here. Lu Ye did not know what the other invaded Tree Realms were like, nor had he visited them, but judging from the Fairy Tree Realm alone, if not for the Fairies' special ability to completely conceal the area within several hundred miles, they would have had no way to gain a foothold in the Tree Realm. They would have long since been plundered clean by the Insect Race.
But Yu Yaorao had said that this was the foundation upon which the Cycle Tree stood. It neither rejected nor turned away any race that came to seek refuge with it, nor did it interfere in disputes between those races. All it could do was provide each race with a Tree Realm.
It was an existence of absolute neutrality!
But now, it seemed that no matter how neutral it was, it still had its own likes and dislikes.
The Cycle Tree had likely long been unable to bear the Insect Race's actions, but bound by certain principles, it could not personally drive them out. At critical moments,