Under the leadership of the recovering Star Soul, the disaster on Mengze Island has been completely quelled, gradually restoring its usual tranquility.
Diana waved to the Star Flower Travel Corps and Otto in the sky, teleporting everyone once again. This time, after a flash, they saw a lake before them.
This lake wasn't very wide, but extremely pure. As the light breeze blew, the ripples on the water were ambiguous, making it hard to distinguish between the water's surface and cloud mist.
"Something's not right, we seem to be in the clouds!" Dorothy exclaimed.
The young girls looked around and found themselves at the same height as the distant sea of clouds.
Andasu perked up her ears: "Could it be—"
"Is this the treetop of the Treasure Wood?"
The girls all looked towards the Star Soul of the Creation Tree.
The Immortal Spirit Maiden blushed and put her hands behind her back. Even as a giant, her mind was still close to that of a little girl.
