As James returned to the Taishi Grand Temple, he was full of puzzlement, looking at Quince lying motionless in the void. Silver, as the Primal Spirit, seemed to be motionless as well. The place was unusually quiet.

“It seems Silver messed up.” Lesia transmitted her voice.

James sighed lightly, “She has stayed here for too long. Perhaps she hasn’t fully grasped the dangers of the current state of Zymurgy.”

At that moment, Silver spoke with an ethereal voice. “You’re back. Take the stuff and ge