"After that, the bridge connecting the Heavenly Realm and the mortal world completely vanished."
Yin Tian was still speaking in a storytelling tone, softly describing to the crowd.
"What do these stories have to do with this old wooden box?"
Chu Renjie let out a cold snicker, "What Heavenly Realm and mortal world, what kind of society are we in now? Are you still living in a dream?"
"Don't talk, let me finish."
Yin Tian continued with a smile, "Afterwards, the Fusang Tree itself died, but the broken-off section of the trunk was taken by Hou Yi."
"Hou Yi discovered that, even though the Fusang Tree was dead, its trunk still had miraculous properties."
