Judging by the size of the tree, it was several times larger than the others.
It would not be lacking even if called a grand trunk. Though smaller than the Sacred Tree erected at the Mount Hua Sect, it looked nothing like an ordinary tree.
Moreover—
‘Why is it so black?’
The tree was strangely black. Not just the leaves—down to the very base of the trunk, all of it.
As if it had been burned once.
It certainly looked that way to the eye, but—
‘…That doesn’t mean it really was.’
It wasn’t a dead tree either. I was certain. If it were a tree burned to death, there was no way it would feel this full of life.
And not just vitality. This wasn’t merely alive.
Vmm.
My heart resonated on its own, and from that tree I felt something fresh and sacred.
I had felt this at the Sacred Tree in the Mount Hua Sect as well, and at the Sacred Tree I saw in Yawol.
So then—
‘That’s a Sacred Tree. That’s what this means.’
It also…