(Yesterday, they were tearing up the floor at home to find a water pipe. Dust was everywhere, so this author could only sneak out and have some fun... It shouldn't happen tomorrow... Speaking of which, I went to Madam City today and suddenly thought of Mount Bagong, a thousand miles away...) Yet every monster that knew how powerful these Tree Spirits were had no wish to experience the wrath of creatures that refused to move all year round. Even stronger Legendary Troops were no exception.
At that moment, Tang Changsheng appeared in the Forest, strolling through it as though through his own courtyard.
Neither the Tree Spirits that slept year-round, nor the Flower Fairies and Forest Fairies roaming the woods, nor even the other Elves in the Forest detected the slightest trace of him.
Only when Tang Changsheng reached a towering ancient tree in the deepest part of the Forest did he casually let a wisp of his aura slip out.
That wisp was faint, but the sheer nature of its power was enough to wake the Elder Tree Spirit.
Its eyes soon opened. A huge face emerged from the lines of its rough bark, complete with every feature. When it saw Tang Changsheng, fear even showed on its face.
In the thousands of years it had lived, the Elder Tree Spirit had seldom felt such fear of another being.
But facing Tang Changsheng now, it felt a terror beyond words.
The tiny figure before it seemed, in the very essence of life, capable of crushing it with ease.
"Not bad, not bad..." Tang Changsheng smiled in satisfaction at the Elder Tree Spirit's fearful expression. "So you're intelligent. That makes things much easier!"
Most ordinary Tree Spirits had no intelligence, only instinct.
The Elder Tree Spirit before him was plainly