Qin Tian was somewhat bewildered as he gazed at the boundless expanse of mountains and gullies before him.
"Is this the so-called Secret Realm?"
Near the edge of the cliff ahead, a bare, treasure-laden tree stood abruptly in place. The tree shimmered with a faint light, but it was clear that its spiritual fruits had long since been picked clean. Even the leaves had been stripped away, leaving nothing but a stark, naked trunk and a few scattered leaves swaying in the wind.
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