Moreover, Lu Ye strongly suspected that the Cycle Tree knew he had cultivated a certain race's Secret Technique, because during the Divine Sea Conflict in the Primordial Realm, he had relied on that very Secret Technique to wipe out an entire race.
Otherwise, Lu Ye was only a Star Constellation cultivator now. There was no reason for the Cycle Tree to place its hopes on him.
The Primordial Realm was a Secret Realm within the Cycle Tree, rumored to be the place where the Cycle Tree had been born. Given the Cycle Tree's power, nothing that happened inside could possibly escape its senses.
"Time waits for no one. If you have nothing to prepare, little friend, then set out at once. This old man shall await your triumphant return!" As it spoke, two green leaves suddenly drifted down from the Cycle Tree. One floated toward the back of Lu Ye's hand, lightly branding itself there before swiftly merging into him. Lu Ye immediately felt the Cycle Tree Imprint he had expended return to him.
The other green leaf, just as he had seen before, shone brilliantly with green light as it drifted through the air. It then transformed into the phantom of the Cycle Tree, its hanging branches intertwining to form a gateway.
Lu Ye silently stepped through the gateway. This time, without needing any prompting from him, Li Shang followed close behind.
With one step, heaven and earth shifted.
When Lu Ye appeared within the somewhat dim realm, he saw two towering figures standing before him.
He raised his eyes and curiously studied them.
Though he had already learned roughly about this realm from the Cycle Tree, and knew what races lived here, Lu Ye had truly never seen them before.
The figure on the left looked somewhat familiar,