In the grand hall of the Twilight of the Gods, the Elder Tree Spirit of Longevity smashed the armrest before him with a single slap, his anger intensely evident, causing veins to bulge on his forehead.
His plan was thwarted by a mischievous young demoness, so how could he not be furious?
The Gold God, Water God, Fire God, and others remained silent, having previously held sway. Now, this Elder Tree Spirit, having attained enlightenment, seemed to transform into a different person—arrogant and flamboyant. Most importantly, despite his eons of cultivation, he truly was not fit to be a leader.
"Pack our bags and rally the troops. We prepare to depart," the Elder Tree Spirit suddenly stood up after a long deliberation, his eyes flashing with intent.
Everyone was taken aback, unsure of the old being's intentions. Since the Elder Tree Spirit became part of the Longevity Realm, he had been engaged in reckless ventures.
