Before the Cycle Tree's enormous hanging branches, the Spore Cloud had already vanished. Only nearly a hundred massive figures remained standing there, all Star Constellations of the Wood Spirits and Spore Race.
Led by Mu He and Black Umbrella, the Star Constellations of both races solemnly bowed to Lu Ye and Li Shang. Mu He said, "Thank you both for your earlier assistance and for escorting us all the way here, allowing the Wood Spirits and Spore Race to migrate safely. Both our races will remember this kindness forever."
Lu Ye returned the bow. "Patriarch, there is no need to mind it. I was merely acting under Old Tree's orders." After a pause, he asked curiously, "Where do you all plan to go from here?"
The Wood Spirits and Spore Race below the Star Constellation Realm had all been ushered into the Cycle Tree Realm, but these Star Constellations had nowhere to go. Lu Ye did not know what they planned to do.
Mu He said, "We will find a realm where we can survive, then bring our people over."
There were actually many realms in the starry sky that could sustain life, though many had not given birth to particularly powerful beings. For ordinary races, finding a realm where they could survive was not difficult. But the Wood Spirits and Spore Race were, after all, special. A merely habitable realm clearly could not satisfy their needs; it also had to be sufficiently hidden. Otherwise, they might draw the attention of some powerful being.
Of course, if they were fortunate enough to find the habitat of another Wood Spirit or Spore Race clan, they could smoothly integrate into it.
Lu Ye could do nothing about this and could only wish them luck from afar.
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