The Wuyuan Royal Flower
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
Elder Patriarch Death Zen was standing quietly outside a fog-shrouded ancient forest.
It was a small forest with only a radius of one hundred miles. Since it was on dead ground, it was not conspicuous.
Standing outside the forest, one could clearly sense the air of ancient vicissitudes, which seemed to have existed for a long time.
The most special thing about it was its scale—it was small but exuded a sense of unfathomable depth that was as deep as an abyss.
It was unusual for such an ancient and mysterious forest to exist inside the Dragon Temple in a lifeless world like True Dragon Island.
Elder Patriarch Death Zen spun around suddenly as his eyes caught a shadow moving at high speed towards him from afar.
"What is going on here, Dead Zen?" Corpse Emperor Tianming came close, scanning the ancient forest as he posed a question at Elder Patriarch Death Zen.