On the other side, inside the room, the treant had inexplicably gone mad, causing turmoil throughout the night. Exhausted, Liu Mei gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Although she appeared to be sleeping soundly, she sensed the intruding presence the moment Xingchen, Yin Yue, and another Level 5 early-stage water elementalist entered.

The treant, who was tightly holding her waist, also sensed the dangerous presence.

“Huaifeng, someone has entered here,” Liu Mei whispered to the treant beside her.

The treant reached out and gently stroked her shoulder, becoming more cautious. In order to make him comfortable, only a few faint lights had been installed in the nearly 300-square-meter space on the sixth floor of the hotel.

Normally, Liu Mei would occasionally use the lights, but she hadn’t thought of turning them on in such a situation yesterday. At that moment, the entire space was plunged into the darkness of night.

This worked to their advantage, as both of them were extremely familiar with the environment.

The three people who had entered, Xingchen, Yin Yue, and the Level 5 early-stage water elementalist, were momentarily stunned. They quickly put on the night-vision goggles they had prepared in advance.

After donning the goggles, they realized that the walls and ceiling of the vast space were covered with countless dry, twisted branches of varying thickness. The branches were so densely packed that the walls were nearly invisible.

As they were still trying to process the situation, the dry branches began to quietly stretch out into the dark space, extending until their sharp tips began to cover the area, resembling tentacles.

Before Xingchen, Yin Yue, and the Level 5 early-stage water elementalist could understand the strange situation, they were suddenly attacked by the dry but extremely agile branches.

“Be careful,” Xingchen said, instinctively warning the others as the withered branches extended wildly.

However, he himself was knocked down by a branch that suddenly appeared from behind him.

Regaining control of his body and standing firm, he realized there was an enormous two-meter bed in the middle of the space. The bed was covered with a thick mattress and comfortable bedding.

What was strange, however, was that numerous dry branches quickly extended from the head and foot of the bed, eventually forming a tree hole-like structure that surrounded the bed.

At that moment, two humanoid figures were sitting by the window. One was tall and somewhat eerie, while the other was completely naked with an alluring figure.

The treant, known as Huaifeng by Liu Mei, first used the dry branches to push Liu Mei behind him, shielding her body.

He then slowly leaned forward, his voice hoarse and low, as if coming from a distant, ancient place: “You dare to appear here again, are you tired of living?”

Behind him, Liu Mei, having found a red dress from the cabinet at the foot of the bed, put it on with a grim expression.

Which woman could tolerate being seen naked?

Hearing the treant’s words and seeing his appearance, Xingchen let out a small sigh. “We didn’t come to cause trouble, we just want the Bituo fruit.”

“You think you’re worthy?” The treant’s voice became even more ancient, filled with obvious disdain. He was truly tired of people coming for the fruit, time and again.

Humans, indeed, were incredibly greedy.

After Liu Mei dressed, she was too lazy to listen to their arguments about who was right or wrong. She stood up and headed straight for the door, intending to avoid seeing anything further.

“You block her way,” Xingchen immediately instructed the two Level 4 elementalists standing guard outside the door.

Liu Mei, hearing Xingchen’s words, found it amusing. Blocking her on the territory of Eternal Night? This person truly had no idea of his own limits. Coldly sneering, she raised her hand and unleashed a strange aura, her tone icy and ruthless: “You’re asking for death.”

At the same time, the two elementalists outside attacked Liu Mei, and the treant, who was gradually descending into madness, began emitting strange sounds. The space was filled with the rustling of the branches.

The dry branches, like a volley of arrows, began to attack the people in the room.

The three people who had entered earlier were completely immobilized, caught in a dilemma with no way to escape.

Xingchen felt frustrated. How could he be foolish enough to follow the idiotic orders from the organization? Given the current situation, it felt like just getting out alive was a luxury.

“Xingchen, we can’t keep going like this, we’ll be worn out!” The Level 5 early-stage man’s voice sounded.

After several rounds of attack, he bizarrely discovered that, as a water elementalist, not only could he not deal significant damage to the treant with his abilities, but it seemed to have nourished it instead.

This made it stronger, and its attacks became even fiercer.

Xingchen’s eyes darkened: “Withdraw.”

“Want to leave? This is not a place where you can come and go freely,” the treant mocked them ruthlessly.

Greedy and cowardly humans.

Outside, the two elementalists who had attacked Liu Mei, after being repelled, had ugly expressions. “Eternal Night, activate the hotel’s defense system, and trap them here.”

Suddenly, strange sounds echoed throughout the entire hotel building.

The two elementalists, who had been focused on watching the situation, were surrounded by eerie crimson light, as if they had sprouted souls. The light enveloped them entirely.

The elementalists, realizing what had happened, tried to launch their attacks, only to find that under the crimson light, their powers had no effect.

Liu Mei, too, was surrounded by strange red light.

Soon, the entire building of Eternal Night began to emanate a red glow.

Nan Muran, using her psychic abilities, clearly sensed everything happening inside the room. Her expression darkened.

It seemed that not only Liu Mei and the treant but even the entire hotel was mysterious.

Eternal Night—this name truly made one ponder deeply.

“Sister, the boss lady, the treant, and Xingchen’s group… they’re all dead,” Little Seven Jin told Nan Muran with a serious tone.

Nan Muran turned back in surprise. Even if the battle between the two sides had been unpredictable, it shouldn’t have resulted in such an outcome. “Why?”

“The treant can’t control its power. It seems like it’s not even itself anymore.” Little Seven Jin spoke hesitantly, his voice filled with uncertainty.

Nan Muran was confused.

“Who is the other version of it?” Si Ye asked, his tone calm and steady, which gradually calmed Little Seven Jin.

“It’s a tree full of Bituo fruit. It said all humans should die, and Liu Mei should die the most.” Little Seven Jin’s tone was sure.

Nan Muran felt the three people and the treant fighting not far away in the darkness. She was almost certain that this treant was a human who had failed in merging with a root plant.

Or perhaps it wasn’t a failure at all, because its current strength was formidable enough.