Aimier's eyes went wide as she stared fixedly at the world constantly growing within Li Ziran's chest.
She was not mistaken.
It was the Oak Space.
The place she had once lived was exactly like this. Elements flowed in from every direction, forming spatial strata of earth, water, wind, and fire around the Oak. These strata continually settled along the edges of the Oak Space, ultimately condensing into the natural essence at its very core.
This was the foundation of the Primordial Elves' survival, and the Oak's ultimate means.
Filtered through layer after layer of sedimentation, this energy had nourished generation after generation of Primordial Elves.
In her eyes, it was a true world.
Yet now, the world she knew was actually evolving within a human's body. More unbelievably still, this human had been nurtured entirely by her.
What on earth was going on?
She found it utterly baffling.
The nature world took shape almost instantaneously, and the embryo had already grown into a teenager.
At that moment-
Something seemed different about Li Ziran. He turned straight into a frog, his chest pulsing constantly as it sucked in the elemental tide like a black hole, expelling layer after layer of impurities.
The most primal elements began settling within the nature world.
No sooner had these elements settled than they emerged from the world and began flowing along the frog's back.
Strange patterns of energy formed across his blue-green back. As energy circulated through them, his entire back turned scarlet.
The red deepened further and further, until even the air burned crimson.
The operating table he rested on began melting in the heat. Even the floor rapidly softened.
The patterns on his back looked like magic.
This was-
Doomsday Calamity.
The Elves' most famous forbidden magic.
Aimier could hardly believe it.