In the main realm of the Floragrims in the Spirit World.

Ancient trees stood towering like green mountain peaks, blocking the heavens from sight.

During the last decade, however, it had become extremely difficult for those ancient trees to extract wood power from the starry river, so the realm where the Floragrims had been living for many generations no longer brimmed with energy.

In this realm, the growth of all sorts of plants had become stagnant.

Lots of spirit grass had withered and turned yellow, seeming to be on the verge of dying.

WHOOSH!

A green spatial passage burst open.

Grand Monarch Primal Wood of the Floragrims flew through it from the Domain of Heaven Span.

He was covered in wounds, and the wondrous natural tree patterns on his skin were faded...