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Surrounded by gentle waves of green light, Pang Ling's delicate face was full of sorrow and quiet anxiety.
"Father, even after reaching Rank Ten as an Aberrant Spirit, I still haven't recovered my memories. The black turtle and the Black Dragon King have both ascended again. I've thought it through..."
Her spirit body, veiled in green light, slowly rose under Pang Jian's gaze. She looked out calmly at the Wood Race that she had nurtured. Her eyes were filled with equal parts reluctance and compassion.
With a trace of helplessness, she confessed, "The Abyss is truly miraculous, but it's now too small for me. There's no longer any soil here that suits my roots. I can feel that breaking through to the next rank will require me to absorb vast quantities of wood and life energies. I would need to draw upon lush continents that were full of life until they were drained dry. To reach Rank Eleven, I would have to turn every forest in the Abyss into a land of withered silence. Therefore..."
Her spirit body glowed brighter than ever, and as she bit her lip lightly, her expression was filled with lingering attachment and quiet reluctance.
Beneath the divine tree, Pang Jian also felt a heaviness settle over his heart.
Ever since the day this little sapling...
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