"Is this the Dark Realm Lu Li mentioned?"
Xiao Siyuan curiously glanced around.
Though there was no light, he could clearly see everyone's face, except for Li Zheng, who was an anomaly; he could only see his reflection in Li Zheng.
There was a giant tree in the Dark Realm, its height unknown, and standing beneath it felt like ants gazing at the sky. Only a robust trunk stretched infinitely, with a faint hint of yellow and green at the farthest reaches above.
Including Li Zheng, fifty-two people stood under the tree, occupying just a small patch of ground.
Ever since the Bodhi Tree was planted in the Dark Realm, it grew relentlessly; within these days, it had grown from a sapling into a boundless enormous tree, quite remarkable.
Surrounding the giant tree were hundreds of figures of varying sizes and races, all maintaining a motionless stance.
