Late at night, under the Twin Trees.
Accompanied by Master Qing, Du Yu rushed through the night back to the very center of the Demon Spirit Realm, now standing beside the Twin Trees.
He closed his eyes, one hand pressing against the withered Divine Tree. In the distance, Fu Jianzhou and two or three Demon Spirit Soldiers stood guard.
Beneath the stunning Twin Trees, the woman in a pale green dress looked like a Banished Immortal, perfectly matching the picturesque scene of the Twin Flower Tree.
But cloaked and hooded in gray-green, Du Yu brought down the average beauty score of this scene.
After a long time, Du Yu let out a deep sigh. "Ah..."
Just like last time, the Divine Tree paid him no mind. No matter how he tried to communicate, it was as if the Divine Tree had died—silent and unresponsive.
