Mo Hongling maintained a calm expression and turned to look at the patriarch of the Wood Saint Clan.
"The wait of ten thousand years now has a result. Rest and recover well here, and when the time is right, I will escort you back to the Tianyao Realm."
Hearing Mo Hongling's words, the patriarch of the Wood Saint Clan felt greatly reassured. He turned to look at the clansmen behind him, his heart filled with relief. These were the last surviving sparks of the Wood Saint Clan in this world. As long as they survived, they could restore the glory of the Wood Saint Clan!
Chapter 566