The Legend of the Eternal King
A Faithful Story From the Past

A gentle breeze, the cold air blowing changed the situation in the tavern towards a very simple place. Some buildings and a temple.

On the edge of the vast lake and the side of the lush trees.

The split sky showed the figure of a giant tree swaying. The leaves are rustling with a characteristic sound of gentle friction.

His hanging root roots waving in waves attracted a wide variety of dao laws from the universe. His presence is like a lanccap majesty sura itself.

Not giving pressure but giving peace to the bottom of the soul. Fill the emptiness of emptiness in the heart, cool the mind and bring air that refreshes the body.

Old Man Mu Tou limped both his legs. Both of his eyes were shedding tears very hard. She roared and cried so loudly like a child.

“Father... Father...” He bowed many times until he bled.

He fervently prostrated himself for a very long time until common sense and tranquility regained control of him. Mao Yu slowly approached.

“Live here with all your people to recover all your strength and vitality. Then I will give you a safe and secure settlement land.”

“Where is this?” Old Man Mu Tou was astonished and confused.

“The deepest part of Old Ancestor's Fortress, my home.”

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Old Man Mu Tou Fainted.

Mao Yu's giant willow tree has begun to transform into a world tree with spiritual roots that continuously spread to all parts of the world in the universe.

To the trent race, the existence of the world tree was heaven itself. They don't need anything. Just being around them they would cultivate naturally based on the strong affinity and bond for their fellow wood elements.

Blessings of no value to the trent race in any world can be directly joined to their Holy Father. This would allow the wandering trent of the fifth world to regain its former glory. Even beyond the ancestors from their origin were.

As a race that became an ally of the soul race. The Trent nation was a living fortress at the very front in its defense of the soul race.

He saw how the blood of the dark green blood of his people inundated the trenches of the battlefield. The sound of the heroic battle cry echoed to the thrill of the southeastern heaven.

He also saw how their ancestors fell one by one while dealing with enemy allies.

Not a single one of his ancestors turned around or even stepped a single trace back. Their courage led only forward footsteps to greet and carry heirlooms in the hands with the blood of the enemy.

The world tree had only one in the universe: it was in the deepest settlement of the soul race at that time. The extermination of this tree took place several millennia after the fall of the soul race. By the Father with all his holiness, this tree has grown back in an isolated, secluded world.

Old Man Mu Tou said he looked back at his consciousness, he opened his eyes.

“Thanks all the time, blessings of the whole universe. Our race of trent is highly venerated with your generosity my lord.” Old Man Mu Tou kowtowed at Mao Yu.

It was only fitting that during the meeting with Mao Yu he could not measure the depth of this young man. Every consciousness released as it falls into the ocean has no basis.

Even during the fight with Mao Yu. The sense of danger emanating from his instincts incessantly continued to light up with a very sharp color that did not even dim at all.

He was fighting someone from the soul race. The race in which his ancestors once lived to serve the whole body and soul.

“Hamba has been presumptuous, please legal servant.”

“No punishment, you are the right hand of my people. I am so grateful to find you. It is my duty to strengthen your feet again.”

“TUANKU..” Old Man Mu Tou wept bitterly.

This meeting is a very precious moment for a trent when facing back to his master. Old Man Mu Tou's chest was filled with soaring joy and pride. The identity of the tree nation regained its legitimacy after meeting Mao Yu and reuniting with the Holy Father.

“I will arrange your transfer. The top priority is to restore your vitality before going any further.” Mao Yu conveyed a hint that was met with direct approval by Old Man Mu Tou.

“You are very loyal and very loyal. From this moment to the future I will not waste you guys.” Mao Yu swore.

“TUAN..”