“Yes...” Luo Qi's front limbs moved, and the soil on the ground wriggled, forming a ball of dirt that floated in mid-air.,“This is the year stone of our Flame Spider tribe. It’s a tradition. Every year, we send a young Flame Spider to the opposite Cloud Trace continent to check the state of primal energy there. Then, they carve a mark on the stone, representing that one year has passed.”,Grasshoppers chirp in the surrounding bushes, birds flit through the branches, and occasionally a beast's roar echoes from the depths of the forest. And who knows how many hunters remain silent, lurking in wait。