When Yuan Ming and his two companions saw the familiar purple flower and grassland again, they were surprised to find that the flora around them not only showed no signs of damage, but also seemed even more vibrant, as if they had just been enriched by rain, their beauty almost dripping with freshness.
Yuan Ming and his two companions looked at the scene before them, each gaining some insight.
Perhaps, the sudden star rain for the living beings and plants in the secret realm was a blessing from the sky that nourished all creatures.
However, for Yuan Ming and his companions, it was a genuine natural disaster.
"Sigh, we haven't even seen a hint of the treasure yet, and we've already lost a Magic Treasure. If I had known it would be like this, I might as well have used the talismans given by Fusang Island," Long Chong sighed deeply, complaining.
