Inside the Divine Brick,
A huge tree with golden leaves could be seen from afar.
Its thick branches seeming to cover the sky, while the ground was littered with many smaller trees.
Usually, golden lights could be seen flying around the Divine Tree, but this time, none were visible, as all of the nurtured souls were gathered at the very top of the tree.
At the top of the Divine Tree,
Among its thick branches, many buds of light could be seen perching there, as if they were birds curiously staring at the scene below.
Crack.
Crack.
Below,
Li Feng was moving around a wooden body lying atop a table, as if he were performing surgery.
The puppet on the table was unlike any ordinary construct.
Its body carved from the thick, golden-veined branches of Little Ling as it glowed faintly with an inner light.
The wood's surface was smooth and polished, yet its natural grain shimmered like flowing energy, pulsing in rhythm.
