Traces of trees could be seen everywhere.
Yet there were no trees here.
An immense sense of danger gripped Lin Feng. The prophets of Gamalang also worshipped trees. More precisely, tree worship was an ancient form of worship.
Tree worship appeared in many countries and many ancient Folk Customs.
These trees were endowed with all manner of prophecies and powers.
The myths surrounding the Queen Mother of the West also contained elements related to trees.
The Peach Tree was inseparably linked to the Queen Mother of the West. These Peaches of Immortality, which could prolong life, were exceedingly rare.
If, before those myths existed...
There really had been such a great tree, where was it?
"The tree disappeared."
That was the only guess Lin Feng could make.
The Di People and the Qiang People had seen these trees, then built Boat Coffins and buried themselves here.
But why Boat Coffins rather than Tree Coffins?
To make an arduous crossing of the Jade Pool? Why not hang themselves in the trees?
Lin Feng was not nitpicking. He knew that in a place so steeped in ritual significance, every change followed a certain pattern.
It was not something someone could simply dream up on a whim.
When everything seemed "unreasonable," there had to be some hidden logic behind it. Once that logic was accounted for, everything could actually be explained.
The trees seen by those Di People and Qiang People brought here by the earliest outsiders, and by the later Shang people who no longer killed people and had joined them...
What sort of great tree had it been?
What had made them so obsessed with it?
Lin Feng stood motionless. His mind was exceptionally calm as he considered their current situation with clarity. Everything seemed to have descended into a state