Divine Country Space was shrouded in night. After a period of recovery, what had been a barren and lifeless Divine Country was now brimming with life.
The ground, covered in fine white sand, emitted a dim Holy Light. The World Tree spread its canopy wide, its lush leaves rustling in the night breeze, supplemented by various wondrous plants beneath, as if they were performing a sacred hymn.
Ice Chi stood with his hands behind his back, slightly tilting his head upward to gaze at the tree before him, "So this is the World Tree, isn't it? It seems to be newly reborn?"
Shao Zifeng nodded, recounting his previous experiences in this place.
When the emergence of the Gods' Resentment was mentioned, Ice Chi's face was full of sighs, "When the great war was about to begin, we had invited the Western gods to join us against the enemy, but they disdained to do so, completely disregarding their worshippers..."
