"Hmm, thank you..." The scarred man did not pick fault. He silently accepted the cup of black tea. Amidst this sea of flowers, he sat on a chair woven from the roots of the Divine Tree. They were right by the Divine Tree. The man gazed at the tree, gradually becoming dazed, and a smile appeared on his face.
Yi Shan was unsure why he ended up here. In his memory, he planted the Divine Tree into the ground, and after watching it gradually grow, the last bit of his strength faded, and it seemed he slipped into a long slumber.
A very long, long sleep, until now when he began to slowly awaken.
Simultaneously, Xue Dili realized that Yi Shan was not as formidable as he had imagined.
If he were to categorize it, Yi Shan would be Tier Zero, just like an ordinary person on Earth where Absolute Forbidden Magic reigns.
