Chapter 121: Seven Trees

The verdant Qi flowed, converging upon the clearing. Within, seven ancient trees stood, their forms gnarled and twisted, imbued with an aura of immense age. Each radiated a distinct luminescence, a unique spiritual pressure that rippled outwards, causing the very air to tremble.

These were no ordinary trees. They were the legendary Seven Trees, guardians of this forgotten realm, each embodying a fundamental aspect of existence. The emerald tree pulsed with the vigor of life itself, the crimson one blazed with the fury of destruction, and the azure tree whispered secrets of the void. The remaining four, adorned in gold, silver, black, and white, represented fortune, misfortune, darkness, and light respectively.

To stand before them was to stand before the embodiment of creation and annihilation, the ebb and flow of destiny. Their power was palpable, a palpable weight that pressed down on the soul, testing the resolve of any who dared to trespass. Only those with unwavering determination and a Dao heart as steadfast as Mount Tai could hope to comprehend their profound secrets, let alone harness their immense power. They were the 七樹 (Qi Shu) themselves, the very essence of this ancient, forgotten sanctuary.