The Divine Tree's Plea
Most supreme heavenly treasures only worked once.
Some could be used three times.
Very few exceeded that restriction.
Holding the fruit between his fingers, Julian silently calculated.
If I consume three...
Breaking through from the middle Silver Realm directly to the middle Gold Realm shouldn't be a problem.
It was an astonishing conclusion.
Anyone else would probably celebrate wildly.
Yet Julian couldn't smile.
Instead, a heavy feeling settled over his chest.
The image he had just witnessed refused to leave his mind.
Steffan.
The two peak Gold Realm experts.
The mysterious counterfeit seed.
Most importantly...
The obvious decline of the divine tree.
Julian slowly exhaled.
"Is the Obsidian Wing organization finally making its move?"
His golden eyes narrowed.
The more he thought about the vision, the more uneasy he became.
After suffering repeated failures, the mastermind hiding behind everything no longer seemed willing to wait.
