Woodheart (Part 2)

The moment Romon spoke, a gust suddenly rose from the flat ground. This strange gale not only whipped his hair and the hem of his clothes violently backward, but also blew the surrounding plants into a chaotic tangle, their branches swaying wildly.

Above his head, the empty sky had been clear and Fireball had hung high overhead. Yet in an instant, lightning, thunder, wind, rain, snow, and hail all erupted at once. These natural phenomena should never have occurred simultaneously, but now they all appeared before Romon's eyes, creating an exceedingly bizarre scene of nature.

Yet Romon, standing amid the rain and snow, reacted very strangely. Ordinarily, anyone encountering such a situation would have been shocked, but he was neither worried nor afraid. After a brief daze, a flicker of delight even appeared on his face.

"Woodheart truly is a good thing."

Feeling the various elements within the space gradually drawing closer to a true forest climate, Romon was so happy he could scarcely put it into words.

Before this, whether it rained or shone had actually been under Romon's own control. But now, a genuine forest aura was beginning to take shape within the Shennong Horn Space.

The chaotic phenomena did not last long. After these natural scenes flashed by one after another, an immense surge of energy began to arise within the Shennong Horn Space.

This energy fluctuation not only set the rivers within the space churning restlessly, but also caused a strange transformation among the plants growing quietly on land.

The lush green plants began growing wildly as though time had been fast-forwarded, their leaves and branches stretching longer and longer.

The crops grew even more madly, racing from seedlings to mature plants and then to ears of grain, the entire process as swift as a gust