Rich spiritual energy bloomed into colorful radiances across the sky, instantly transforming into a fine drizzle of spiritual liquid that fell from above. A withered, sickly blade of grass slumped weakly against the ground, bearing only sparse, mottled patches of green.
These droplets quickly vanished into nothingness upon touching ordinary living things. Yet as the colorful spiritual liquid landed on the withered grass's leaves, nourished by a potent surge of life energy, the grass visibly grew lush and vibrant. A fresh scent of grass drifted out, brimming with exuberant vitality.
A small snake nearby raised its head in a daze, watching its old neighbor. Spontaneously, a craving for a meal welled up inside it. *Brother, you smell so fragrant!*
Chapter 65