In the breeze, the sprouts of the World Tree Seeds swayed, emitting a pleasant, bell-like sound, quite pleasing to the ears.
From a distance, the sapling was entirely emerald, like a piece of agate carved by a master. Its leaves and branches carried intricate patterns of an ancient and mysterious nature, like the totem of an ancient civilization. It emitted an unknown aura, which was both awe-inspiring and intimidating to gaze upon.
Despite being only a sprout, the sapling was already as large as an ancient tree that had grown for decades. It stood around fifty to sixty meters tall, with a trunk that would take two or three people to embrace around.
As the breeze blew, an ancient and primal aura permeated, blanketing the entire Liu Village. It gave the sprawling village an indescribable sense of mystery...
Jiang Hui examined the sapling closely. Despite having prepared himself beforehand, he couldn't help but be astounded at the sight of it.