Several years ago, he already knew that the wasteland region was going to become chaotic. Was it finally going to start now?
The willow tree was verdant, and the scorched black spots on its trunk were all gone. Eighty-one sparkling green willow branches drooped down, and chaotic energy pervaded the air. There was a type of indescribable aura.
"Willow Deity, when exactly is it going to start?" Shi Hao asked.
"It can happen at any time, no more than a year," Willow Deity calmly replied. The tall tree was verdant, and the green light was full of exuberant vitality.
Shi Hao sucked in a cold breath of air. In the past, he felt like it would be a long time away, but now, chaos was suddenly about to arrive, making him feel extremely uncomfortable and shocked. This meant that many people were going to die.
He remained silent for a moment, and then asked the Willow Deity for guidance. They talked for a long time.
