"If that's the case, it becomes another kind of prosperous scene~"
Just as Ah Mu used telekinesis and vines to lift the rubble from below, Veronia suddenly spoke up. When Feng Yuan turned to look at Veronia, he was shocked to find that she had somehow changed into an ancient outfit, with long sleeves fluttering with her movements.
Golden vines grew from below, entwining and lifting the rubble, intertwining to create a natural painting. The golden vines gradually changed color to resemble a jade-like emerald green, full of verdant green. If not for the gemstone-like glow, one might mistake them for ancient vines entangled with rocks for millennia.
"What is this all about?"
Feng Yuan, scrutinizing Veronia with curiosity, couldn't quite grasp what she was up to. She chuckled lightly and said,
"A sudden impulse, I don't know why, but I just feel this place is very special~"
