Chapter 337 The Demon King's Schemes, The Way of the Volume

The rainstorm poured into the forest, and the rocks of Beechwood Peak were washed by the rain, glowing silver in the light of the thunder. The huge ginseng tree stood in the rain, the only fruit on its branches swaying as the gusty wind and rain swept through the gaps, emitting gusts of sadness like the cries of the ginseng fruit.