Jiang Yu did not hear the wizards chatting.
The instant her palm touched the trunk of the Xuanhuang Wood, she caught a faint yet immense pulse. It was faint because its throbbing was so slight as to be almost imperceptible, and immense because, whenever it pulsed, she felt as though the entire world trembled along with it.
Her consciousness followed the pulse upward.
When it climbed to a fork, her consciousness automatically split in two and continued upward. Then it encountered more forks, producing still more divisions, until every strand of consciousness reached the tip of its respective branch.
Boom—
A sense of completeness filled her heart. At that moment, her spiritual perception successfully broke free of the great tree and followed that unseen tug, soaring upward in an instant as her field of vision expanded.
She saw the green network formed by forests of Golden Crow Wood spread across the land like a spiderweb, and the ocher earth qi flowing beneath it in parallel. She saw the long wall built around the world's Order Land, and the Wizard Towers standing along it like nodes. She saw spirits attacking like ants, and clusters of multicolored spell-light bursting among their ranks. She also saw the heaps of bones deep beneath the earth, and wisps of faintly luminous rain falling from higher in the sky.
Countless emotions flooded her consciousness at that moment.
She was moved, sad, angry, happy, terrified, lonely, miserable, despairing, and more. She seemed to experience, all at once, Poseidon's curiosity about everything happening in the hall, Li Meng's excitement at the tide of spirits covering the hills, the revulsion with which a dying spirit instinctively resisted death, and even the anxiety and fear of a Golden Crow Wood growing on an earth vein node after receiving a message