The mother god was a slender young woman in a leaf-green dress. 

“How beautiful.” 

Tang Wan-er and the others stared in amazement. This woman gave off a feeling that they had never seen before. It was a gentleness that could infect a person’s soul.

Her beauty contained a warmth others did not possess, and her light green eyes contained a certain look, as if she had seen worlds be born, grow, age, and die. A green ripple appeared on the earth with every step she took. It was as if she was a primordial elf born at the same time as the first tree. 

Her beauty was not just in her appearance but also the warmth of her soul. Anyone looking at her would feel an involuntary closeness to her. They would even feel willing to entrust their lives to her.

The Luo Spirit race’s experts knelt on the ground, piously calling her name. This woman was the Luo Spirit race’s mother god.

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