This ancient tree was incredibly tall, and on its trunk grew an incomparably aged face.
It looked kind and benevolent.
With a chuckle, it said, "Newcomers, huh."
"Grandpa Wang asked me to bring him in. Sorry to trouble you," Wang Ze replied.
"It's nothing. Go on in.
Be careful on the way. Don't step on any other plants," the ancient tree said with a smile.
A branch descended from it, seeming to contain endless power.
It plunged directly into the depths of the void, as though it had wrapped around something and forcibly dragged it up.
Within the invisible void, a green great gate appeared.
"Inside is an inland world. We call it the Plant Realm," Wang Ze explained.
"Among the eighteen lineages of our Yaochi, only our Plant Lineage possesses its own Small World."
As Wang Ze spoke, he seemed both proud and sorrowful.
"Back then, our Plant Lineage fought against the Qiongqi Clan led by Huodou and held Qiansong City.
We even risked our lives to hold back the Qiongqi Clan. Our merits were truly immense.
So, to compensate us, Yaochi specially opened up a Small World for us."
"What a pity. Although our Plant Lineage received much compensation after that battle, it was still the beginning of our decline."
"Everything will get better," Xu Zimo said.
"I only hope the Plant Lineage won't be abolished," Wang Ze sighed.
"Then you should become stronger all the more. Your Grandpa Wang cannot protect you siblings forever," Xu Zimo said bluntly.
"Without Grandpa Wang, the Plant Lineage won't be able to hold on. This Plant Realm will probably be taken back as well."
"Protecting the Plant Realm is my dream, and I'm working hard for it."
Wang Ze spoke with both excitement and helplessness.
"But if you want to become