Space warped and Ed found himself in a large hall. Inside, he could see all the cultivators from all other great spills. Looking closer, he noticed that they were much less than when they had entered the astral roots. Most looked at those around them with caution. It was clear, a fight was going to break out. But just then, space warped again and they were standing in their respective great spills. Those from the south side city's great spill returned to where they had stood before entering the astral roots; around the underground pond. They looked at the elders before them in confusion.
"What's going on?" someone asked.
"I didn't even get the chance to find a treasure." another said.
"Not just you, me too."
"The experience in the astral roots was shorter than I expected."
"My mast
