As the heart of Wan Ye Rong, the Core Green Shade Realm's boundless life force had nearly condensed into tangible form.
Towering ancient trees stood in groves, exotic flowers and grasses carpeted the ground, and even the flowing streams contained rich life essence.
Yet at this moment, an invisible gloom hung over this vibrant world.
Mr. Wood Spirit stood in a plaza carpeted with emerald-like moss. He still wore a simple emerald-green robe and held a greenwood staff.
But the calm detachment he once carried between his brows had been replaced by deep concern.
When he saw Ming Xin and the other two emerge from the Ice Shuttle, he hurried forward. His gaze first fell upon Ming Xin, and a flicker of unconcealed shock and understanding passed through his eyes.
"Ming Xin, my young friend... no, perhaps I should call you Fellow Daoist Ming Xin now."
Mr. Wood Spirit's tone was complicated, filled with emotion.
"I knew you were no ordinary man, but I never expected this. In such a short time, you have already reached such heights... Scattered news has arrived regarding the Ancient Sunken Continent. Fellow Daoist, you turned the tide at the brink of collapse. Your merits are immeasurable!"
He had clearly learned of the Ancient Sunken Continent's general outcome through some channel.
Ming Xin returned the gesture with cupped hands, his expression calm. "You flatter me, Mr. Wood Spirit. It was merely a fortunate coincidence. But judging by Wan Ye Rong's current state, has it encountered some trouble?"
At the mention of this, the worry on Mr. Wood Spirit's face deepened. He sighed and gestured ahead. "Please follow me to the Leaf Listening Pavilion so we may discuss this in detail."
The Leaf Listening Pavilion was located atop the canopy of the oldest banyan tree, naturally