Although the wild grass's aura vanished in an instant.
Wang Shi knew he had found a way to deal with these things.
At least for now, the method seemed workable.
If enough elves were stationed here, they could at least slow the darkness's invasion.
Wang Shi did not leave. He continued observing, searching for weaknesses here.
Of course, this collective life-form had thoughts of its own. Those unpredictable thoughts made meaningful communication impossible; it could only be guided.
At least, guiding it was their only option for now.
But even that kind of guidance would not be easy.
Wang Shi discovered that these elves loathed the darkness and displayed an intense desire to attack it.
They would even sacrifice their own fragile lives.
This surprised Wang Shi somewhat.
Mastering a method of burning one's life aura to generate supreme yang power was extremely difficult.
After all, they themselves had only acquired this ability by accident.
And back then, Wang Shi and Houtu had faced dangers that left them one breath away from death.
Their chance encounter with that world had been a stroke of extraordinary luck.
Thinking back on it now, returning there would be all but impossible.
They would have to cross an endless realm of darkness without even a direction to follow.
Sometimes, Wang Shi even felt that some deity had been watching over them from the unseen, guiding them to that world.
Wang Shi frowned as he looked around.
These elves were certainly no ordinary beings, especially that tree at the center of the world.
How could an ordinary tree grow so tall and vast?
He had not noticed it at the time, but thinking back now, it seemed that even at a glance, he had been unable to see its limits.
It was as though the