I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

The Priests' Temple of the Elven Royal Court is located on the edge of the core area of ​​the Ancient Tree of Life, supported by six thick, silvery-white trunks, with vines cascading down from the dome like a waterfall.

Arwin Kant paused noticeably when he pushed open the door of the temple, which was carved from a single piece of moonstone, and saw the person behind it.

"Master High Priest?!"

Inside the hall, an old elf stood with his back to the door in front of an ancient tree with exposed roots, holding a cane that shimmered with a faint emerald light.

He turned around when he heard the noise. His long hair almost reached his knees, his face was thin, and wrinkles spread along the contours of his eyes and forehead.

He looked older than the elves outside the palace.

Much older.

The high priest's aged yet gentle voice rang out, "Your Excellency, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ji Tian keenly noticed the other party's form of address—he didn't use "everyone," but directly indicated that he was waiting for only him.

"wait for me?"

The high priest glanced at Arwen, who understood and bowed, saying, "I'll take my leave."

He took a few steps back, turned around and walked back the way he came, his footsteps quickly disappearing into the depths of the corridor.

The old man looked at Ji Tian with admiration for a while, then sighed softly.

"So that's how it is. You scattered all your magic power into the world, and that vast magical energy has now transformed into thunderclouds and life force covering a radius of a hundred miles. You possess such astonishing talent and courage. If only you were an elf."

Ji Tian raised an eyebrow slightly.

He really didn't expect the other party to be able to see through his "transformation into a mortal state".

After all, he used his Nascent Soul cultivation in conjunction with the laws of time to quietly disperse his spirit, and this high priest was able to see through it at a glance.

"Elves have long enough lifespans that they don't need to rush things like humans. If you were born an elf, with your talent and temperament... what a pity."

"I don't think so," Ji Tian said frankly. "I have my own rhythm. Also, what I have isn't magic or magic element; it should be called spiritual power."

The high priest didn't refute him further, but gave him a meaningful look before turning to the main matter:

"Your purpose in coming here is probably not just to see the ancient tree, is it? I can sense the presence of the 'key.' You intend to unlock the goddess's ruins?"

"Yes."

The high priest nodded, as if he had expected it.

He walked to the stone door behind the hall, which was half-hidden by vines, and gently pressed his hand on the door.

The vines seemed to come alive, retreating to both sides to reveal a stone staircase extending downwards behind the door.

"The ruins are connected to the roots of the ancient tree. To enter the ruins, you must pass through the root system of the ancient tree. Please follow me."

As the group descended the spiraling stone steps, the walls on both sides gradually transitioned from man-made sculpted rocks to exposed tree roots.

The roots are thick and gnarled, with a warm, emerald-green sheen on their surface. With each step, you can feel a faint pulse coming from under your feet.

Lilith glanced around instinctively, but her expression quickly relaxed.

"It's so warm... Even though we're underground, it feels so cozy."

The high priest's voice drifted from ahead:

"The roots of an ancient tree are connected to the life force of the entire forest; it is alive. The warmth you feel is its welcoming you."

'That's because it doesn't know I'm a demon!' Lilith thought to herself, but then the High Priest spoke again:

"It knows that every life that enters its root zone, whether it is an elf, a human, or a demon, is a child of the goddess."

Holy crap, box!

Could it be that He can overhear other people's thoughts?

Lilith dared not think any further and followed Ji Tian closely like a little duck.

At the end of the stone steps lies a vast underground space where countless thick tree roots intertwine to form a natural dome.

Directly below the dome, a tree root about half a person's height rises from the ground, its cross-section smooth and flat, resembling a natural stone platform.

There was a palm-sized groove embedded in the tabletop, the shape of which almost perfectly matched the cross-section of the golden rod that Ji Tian had obtained from the goddess of the lake.

"The key." The high priest looked at Ji Tian.

Ji Tian took the golden stick from Lilith's hand, walked to the tree root platform, aligned the golden stick with the groove, and gently placed it in.

Perfectly fitted.

The moment the golden rod was embedded, the entire underground space trembled slightly.

The emerald green light patterns on the surface of the tree roots began to flow faster. Those light patterns were like awakened blood vessels, spreading upwards along the veins of the root system, branching, and branching again, covering the entire dome in the blink of an eye.

A soft white light rose from the table, enveloping the group.

Ji Tian felt the ground beneath his feet suddenly become lighter, as if he were walking on clouds. The tree roots and rocks in his vision began to blur and fade, turning into countless tiny specks of light that drifted in all directions.

The light is reorganized in the field of vision.

They stood in a gray-white void, with no sky or earth, only a huge, semi-transparent sphere floating directly in front of them.

The surface of the sphere is covered with fine lines that are constantly changing and recombining, like countless programs in operation.

A mechanical voice echoed through the space, directly entering everyone's consciousness:

[Scanning entrant information...]

"A system? This world shouldn't have developed to this point... Could it be...?"

Just as they were thinking this, a beam of light shot out from the sphere and swept over everyone in turn.

As the beam of light swept past Elena, lines of elven script appeared in the void: [Human, Female, Magic Circuit Normal, No Abnormal Markings.]

As the light swept over Lilith, an additional line of text appeared in the void: [Demon, Female, Demon King Bloodline, Normal Magic Circulation, No Abnormal Marks.]

No alarm sounded.

Lilith's heart, which had just been in her throat, settled back down, and her fingers, which had been gripping Ji Tian's clothes, slowly loosened.

As the beam of light swept over Ophelia, text appeared: [Half-elf, female, normal magic circuits, no abnormal markers.]

Finally, the beam of light fell on Ji Tian.

This pause was noticeably longer than before.

The text appeared line by line:

[Human, Male]

[Magic Reserves: Extremely Abnormal]

[Spatial marker: Exists]

[Record of Another World: Confirmed]

[Original World Identity Anchored]

Ji Tian's pupils trembled.

【——3………………】

Eighteen.

A string of Arabic numerals that doesn't belong to this world at all.

That's his "identity card" code!

The beam of light slowly receded, the patterns on the sphere's surface resumed their flow, and the mechanical voice sounded again:

[Information recorded. Welcome to the Goddess's Ruins.]

Ji Tian watched the string of numbers slowly dissipate in the void, remaining silent for a long time.

Elena turned her head to look at him. Lilith was still processing the text of "Record of Transmigration to Another World". Ophelia's gaze shifted from the disappearing text and quietly fell on Ji Tian's profile.

In the center of the space, ripples spread across the surface of the sphere, and an entrance gradually unfolded at the center of the ripples, revealing the endless void behind it.