He knew in his heart that Mrs. Elk must have been aware of his arrival.
Chen Lun took a deep breath, adjusted his hat, and stepped inside.
The grand hall, named "Heart of the Holy Tree" of the Naturalist Sect, was not dim at all; the dome was covered with golden spherical fungi that emitted a bright light.
At the far end of the spacious hall, there was a throne woven from verdant vines.
A woman whose face was obscured rested on the throne, and beneath the throne lay an enormous elk... much larger and with a thicker presence compared to the mount of Priest Olga.
Chen Lun could feel a significant threat from its aura alone, clearly indicating it was a mythical creature!
The elk lay on the ground, squinting as it slept, while the woman on the throne lazily rolled over, resting her chin on her hand as she sized up Chen Lun.
"I'm pleased to meet you, follower of the Cat God, Jack Spett."