“It’s been so many years, finally, there’s someone who can take on my mantle.”
Zhu Yao guessed that this should be the owner of these ruins, and the “Wood Spirit” should be in his hands. However, he did not have a physical body, it seemed like he was just a strand of divine power left by the former owner.
“Master?” What should she do now?
“Wait and see.”
Hearing this, Zhu Yao returned to lying on the ground, and continued to act dead.