As Enzo’s own strength continued to be drained away, he felt weakened.

The snowy white fox, speaking with human words, stared down at him from above, its terrifying aura pressing down like a massive stone, rendering Enzo immobile.

He couldn’t go on like this!

“If you want to drain my power, why can’t I drain yours?”

Under the threat of death, Enzo no longer cared what lay buried beneath the tree stump.

The Tree of Life, one of the Seven Great Origins Creations, held immense status, and conveniently nearby was a piece of its branch, providing Enzo with an advantage.

“All my power, return to me!”

Enzo roared in his mind, activating the life sapling totem to absorb the drained energy, and even the power of the mystical entity buried beneath.

His strength surged once more, faster than the time led by Bookstaver.

In an instant, all the leaves of the Tree of Life lit up, seedlings grew into saplings, and then into towering trees.

The snowy white fox sensed trouble and angrily demanded, “What are you doing!”

But its question fell on deaf ears.

Absorbing such immense power, Enzo’s strength now surpassed that of the snowy white fox. He casually summoned a vine and bound the fox with it.

Other supernatural beings recoiled in fear, unwilling to approach.

Yet soon, Enzo realized something was wrong.

He couldn’t stop.

The immense power from beneath the tree stump continued to flood into his body. If it continued, these energies would exceed his limits, leading to his demise.

“Destroy it!”

Enzo’s thought surfaced.

As the thought showing , he acted on it immediately.

Gathering a dazzling burst of pure energy in his palm, an attack devoid of any special qualities but terrifying in its power, Enzo unleashed it.

Boom!

The tree stump was obliterated into powder, leaving a deep crater where it once stood. The ground beneath revealed a vast pit, and the shockwave sent supernatural beings flying and crashing into the distance.

Then came a sharp, crisp sound of impact.

It seemed like something had shattered.

Suddenly, Enzo felt an intense, chilling cold sweep over him.

He looked down at the massive crater blasted open at his feet, where in the center lay a crystal coffin. The coffin was shattered, revealing a woman inside.

That was a woman, curled up.

She had long, jet-black hair and wore a crown made of gold. Behind her sprouted a pair of pitch-black wings, resembling the rumored avian-human hybrids.

Who was she?

Why was she buried here?

Enzo’s mind filled with more questions.

However, as the chilling cold enveloped him, Enzo felt his consciousness freezing. He could only watch as everything around him rapidly dissipated after the crystal coffin shattered. The illusionary world was collapsing.

Finally, a hundred meters from the coffin, the collapse ceased.

It allowed Enzo to witness a strange sight.

Beyond the remnants of this area, the false world vanished, revealing the true world outside—jungle, Plata Plain… from here, he could see all the surrounding areas from an overhead perspective.

In other words, this area had been constructed in the sky.

Just three hundred years ago.

Enzo didn’t see anyone from the Crimson Star Tribe or any other familiar faces. However, on the Plata Plain, countless supernatural beings were running amok, killing any humans they encountered.

These humans were equally peculiar.

They adorned with dark patterns emitting an ominous aura.

With so much information came even more questions.

Yet, instead of retreating, it filled Enzo with a sense of excitement.

This was the world of the supernatural—unknown, secretive…

O f course and dangerous .

Enzo shifted his gaze back to the long-haired woman with wings on her back. Her eyes were clouded white, without pupils, seemingly sightless, relying on touch to perceive her surroundings.

The peculiar woman within the crystal coffin stirred to life.

Enzo took a deep breath.

But what surprised him was that this strange woman seemed to be caught in some kind of confusion. She stood motionless, like a statue, without any reaction.

Moreover, her condition was odd.

It was as if she didn’t exist at all. Even though his eyes could see her, his ears could hear her breathing, and he could smell the peculiar scent emanating from her, in Enzo’s spiritual perception, there was no one before him.

Weird, quite weird.

He became more vigilant.

Just then, the woman spoke.

Her first words left Enzo perplexed. She said, “You’ve finally come.”

Enzo pointed to himself, asking, “Me?”

However, the woman seemed not to hear Enzo’s question. Like a puppet following a set program, she continued, “You have been able to enter this space, which must mean you have passed the trial of the beast tide at the High Tower. And awakening me also proves your excellence, so this is rightfully yours.”

Confusion surged like a tide, engulfing Enzo.

Now he realized his recent actions had disrupted the peculiar space.

According to the woman with long hair, she had been sleeping here, likely awaiting someone related to the High Tower. But his sudden appearance and resistance had caused significant deviations from the intended outcome.

Who was she? And who was she waiting for?

Enzo pondered these questions. Just then, the strange woman made another move.

She approached Enzo, stopping in front of him and reaching out to touch him.

As her fingers touched Enzo’s forehead, she uttered a complex and difficult-to-understand string of words. Her body began to dissipate, transforming into a dark gray airflow that poured into Enzo’s body.

Enzo instinctively resisted.

But his resistance was futile.

The power was too overwhelming, flowing from his forehead through his limbs, reshaping his body.

“Stop!” Enzo shouted in anger.

His shout seemed to have some effect.

The murky eyes of the strange woman gained a hint of color. She seemed to come alive and stared at Enzo with a hint of confusion. She said, “This is the blessing from the God of Beasts. As followers of the deity, we should accept everything with devout hearts. Why do you resist?”

What in the world was the God of Beasts?

Enzo had a premonition. If he were truly transformed by this mysterious power, aside from potential trouble, he couldn’t accept the various impacts such a transformation would bring.

At that moment, another anomaly occurred.

As the power entered his body, the Totem of Life seemed to react to some provocation and emerged.

Behind Enzo, a massive shadowy image of a tree materialized.

Each branch displayed radiant runes representing the laws of life, while every leaf shimmered with the myriad uses of life force—a true manifestation of the Tree of Life, the primal source of all life in the world.

Below Enzo, the energy from the large branch of the Tree of Life was being absorbed by the shadow of the Tree of Life.

Simultaneously, the power injected into Enzo’s body by the strange woman was expelled.

However, instead of dissipating, this power launched an attack towards the shadow of the Tree of Life, transforming into several black smokes that entwined around it.

As the two struggled, the false world around them slowly dissipated.

Enzo’s consciousness began to fade.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a voice,”The power of the Primeval Totem, combined with the essence of the fallen deity… Perhaps this time, our plan will succeed.”

The voice was familiar. He had heard it before.

It was the same voice he heard upon entering the stone gate.

Realizing this, Enzo’s spirits lifted, and he struggled to open his eyes with all his might.

The next moment, Enzo woke up.

However, instead of the strange world he had been in, he saw Amy, Tia, and several others looking at him with concern.

He hurriedly asked, “How did I get here?”

Looking around, he recognized his own residence.

Amy breathed a sigh of relief and explained, “Lord Enzo, after receiving news from LucyPriest that you were going to leave for a while, you returned. But you seemed very unwell mentally, so you came back to the Bamboo Tower and fell asleep immediately.”

Is this how it is?

How come I have no memory at all…

Enzo subconsciously recalled the events he experienced in that space, suddenly feeling like his head was about to explode.

He quickly stopped, feeling somewhat relieved.

But soon, Enzo sensed that something was amiss.

He turned to Amy and said, “Amy, Tia, could you please step outside and wait for me?”

Amy and Tia exchanged glances, nodded, and left Enzo’s bedroom, gently closing the door behind them.

Once they were gone, Enzo summoned the life sapling totem.

At this moment, his totem underwent a monumental transformation.

The Tree of Life totem had completely changed from its sapling form into a small tree. Not only did it have more leaves, but there were also intricate runes appearing on the trunk, profoundly mysterious and difficult for Enzo to comprehend.

In addition, his strength had ascended to the Level 4, seemingly approaching its limit in the Level 4.

Such strength would be considered formidable even among the larger tribes.

Of course, while the increase in strength was pleasing, Enzo couldn’t shake the feeling that he had been manipulated in that false space.

This feeling was unsettling.

However, now was not the time to dwell on it.

Enzo extended his other hand, his expression becoming extremely solemn, and then summoned another totem.

This totem had a peculiar shape of a Giant Dragon , exuding mystery and dignity.

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