"Qin Tian has already entered Silver Moon Lake."
The Elf Princess gazed into the distance, speaking softly.
Alan's lips curled into a smile; Qin Tian had helped him so much, and at last, he could repay Qin Tian.
"Sister, I'm ready."
Alan's smile faded as he looked solemnly at the Elf Princess.
The Elf Princess looked into those determined eyes and sighed inwardly; if circumstances weren't so dire, she really didn't want to burden Sarandir with such heavy responsibility.
However, this task could only be completed by Sarandir, and there was nothing she or anyone else could do about it.
"Let's go."
The Elf Princess turned around and, with Alan, walked towards the tree's trunk.
Soon, they arrived at the foot of the tree, which stood tens of thousands of meters high, like a pillar between heaven and earth, touching the clouds. The roots rose like winding mountains, with Spiritual Qi coalescing into a faint golden mist around the tree, akin to a paradise.
