Traces

In the study room on the second floor, Glennan still couldn't contain his excitement as he set up a ladder and retrieved a long-preserved precious collection album from the top of the bookshelf.

"The outside world knows mostly about the tree spirit clan through the story of the Water of Life. It was probably several decades ago when a famous tycoon fell terminally ill. With the help of the Water of Life, his condition miraculously improved, and he was even free from illness thereafter, living happily until he peacefully passed away at the age of 200."

"But that's not the case. The Water of Life is just the tip of the iceberg for the tree spirits! Did you know? This world wasn't what we saw before. Tens of thousands of years ago, our home was once a sea of trees, a world shrouded by giant trees! The tree spirits are the true rulers of this world!"

Glennan was a little excited. His hands were trembling as he carefully opened a yellowed book.