After passing through the dreamlike and colorful five-colored lake, the entire party was finally able to pause for a moment and catch their breath. Shen Qingzhu stood still, her gaze slowly sweeping over the weary yet expectant eyes of her companions, before she cleared her throat and began to recount more untold stories of the ancient Spirit Clan.
"The ancient Spirit Clan was once one of the most mysterious and unimaginably powerful races in this vast world! We always maintained a delicate and harmonious symbiotic relationship with the Power of the World Core. From the moment we were born, members of the Spirit Clan possessed an innate talent—the ability to acutely perceive the presence of spiritual energy and manipulate it at will. You must know that this magical ability far exceeded the limits possessed by any other race!" Saying this, a deep look of longing involuntarily welled up in Shen Qingzhu's eyes.
"Back then, the place where our Spirit Clan people lived was a wonderland extremely rich in spiritual energy! There, whether it was every inch of fertile land beneath our feet or every towering ancient tree around us, pure and unadulterated spiritual energy flowed endlessly. That feeling was simply indescribable, as if one's entire body were enveloped by a warm and powerful force." She paused, then continued to describe: "Just look at our dwellings; those buildings were not piled up by human labor at all, but rather seemed to have grown and been nurtured by nature itsel…
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