The entrance to the Celestial Dragon's Nest was not a door, but a distorted curtain of light.
The Fungal-Transformed Belashen silently beat his wings and led Lin Ye straight through the thin barrier.
HUMMM—
Space transformed.
The aura of decay and deathly silence was instantly sealed away.
A fragrant aroma of energy, so dense it was nearly tangible, washed over them.
Even hidden in Belashen's shadow, Lin Ye could still feel the starkly different pulse of this world.
If the World Tree outside was a collection of withered branches, decaying in winter…
Then this place was a lush paradise at the height of summer!
Countless branches, as massive as mountain ranges, were no longer withered and gray-black. Instead, they possessed a warm, jade-like luster.
Golden veins, visible to the naked eye, flowed across their surfaces like the blood vessels of a living thing, carrying immense life energy to every corner.
