Gazing at the eight towering divine trees that reached a height of nearly one hundred and seventy meters when touching the ground, Wu Wang felt an indescribable wave of emotion.
The Young Master really knew how to play.
For instance, there was the wooden puppet exchange that had once caused Wu Wang considerable trouble. Then there was the Goddess's blessing, capable of purifying the hatred within beings and transforming them into gods. And who could forget the effortless way the Young Master had healed Da Yi, a display that had made Wu Wang inwardly exclaim in admiration.
Just when Wu Wang thought the Young Master's specialty was "healing magic," the Young Master had confidently jumped in front of him… and pulled out a "summoning magic" that was remarkably powerful.
The eight giant wood spirits, each nearly one hundred and seventy meters tall when still, were clearly not ordinary!
