"He has left. If there's a chance in the future, I can bring him to meet you," said Triss.
"Thanks a lot."
Passing through the Immortal Banyan Dragon's mouth which shone brightly, Triss was already in a strange space.
This was the small world inside the Magic Tree.
It was also the true core of the Witch's Family.
Only primordial soul wizards were qualified to step into this place, but only during meetings.
Only one person was cultivating here.
That was the Witch of every generation.
The witch of this generation was Lady Vielana, a kind-looking witch granny.
There were already 10 primordial soul witches sitting around the Lord Witch, eating fruits and chatting like a group of witches having a picnic.
"Triss, you're almost here. You're the only one left," a primordial soul witch said with a smile.