Eternal Sacred King

“Let’s go, follow me into the palace,”

The storyteller nodded to Su Zimo and the others and said.

“I’ll take my leave now that this is over,”

Patriarch Qing Cheng bowed slightly to the storyteller and said respectfully.

“Yes, you can head back,”

The storyteller waved it off.

Patriarch Qing Cheng raised his head and glanced at Su Zimo in a seemingly casual manner before turning around. He swiped his palm in the void and created a gigantic crack!

In a flash, Patriarch Qing Cheng leaped into the crack and vanished.

In the blink of an eye, the crack healed gradually and returned to normal.

“Tearing the void casually, that’s the power of the Mahayana realm,”

The storyteller explained, “If one can advance to the Mahayana realm and become a Patriarch, they can tear through the void at any moment and cross 5,000 kilometers!”

Su Zimo nodded, still thinking about the way Patriarch Qing Cheng looked at him before departing.

There was hostility in that gaze.

Because of Su Zimo, Half-Martial Ancestor Qing Ze’s status as the Palace Lord was relinquished.

Even Patriarch Qing Cheng was lectured by the storyteller and lost his dignity. Although he said nothing, he definitely felt resentment in his heart!

Su Zimo glanced at the storyteller again.

Back in the capital of Great Zhou, he had already met this old man. However, who would have thought that this secular old man would possess such a powerful identity and status!

Even Mahayana Patriarchs had to bow down before him!

“Senior, are you an Emperor?”

Unable to contain his curiosity, Su Zimo could not help but ask.

The storyteller smiled. “Yes.”

That simple word caused Su Zimo and the others’ hearts to skip a beat.

Even though they had a hunch, when the storyteller actually admitted it, the feeling was entirely different—a legendary Emperor was standing right in front of them!

Demoness Ji blinked and asked, “Senior, what’s your title?”

Typically, Emperors had specific titles.

For example, the Human Emperor, Saber Emperor and Thunder Emperor.

“My title is Mystic.”

The storyteller said indifferently.

Mystic Emperor!

Su Zimo thought for a moment and asked again, “What’s the significance of being a storyteller?”

“The storyteller is a special existence in Enigma Palace that is free from the restrictions of Enigma Palace!”

The storyteller said, “The creation of this existence can be traced back to the ancient era. Founder Master Ling Long’s disciple was the first generation storyteller.”

“In every generation, there’s only one storyteller. The responsibility of a storyteller is to roam the mortal world and spread stories everywhere.”

Su Zimo had witnessed the storyteller’s storytelling process before. Indeed, he was extremely good in his narration and spoke mostly of strange tales of fiends and demons.

Previously, he heard a short passage from the side and it was truly interesting.

The storyteller spoke as though everything had truly happened. When he said it, it was as though he was right in the midst of everything and everyone was immersed in it.

However, given the high status of the storyteller in Enigma Palace, the fact that his actual responsibility was to roam the mortal world and spread stories was truly incredulous.

“Why would Enigma Palace set up such an existence?”

Demoness Ji asked in confusion.

“Do you guys know the reason why Fairy Ling Long established Enigma Palace?”

The storyteller did not reply and asked instead.

Su Zimo and the others shook their heads.

The storyteller said, “From the ancient sages, there is the saying of the three everlasting values. One can establish their worth in the order of virtues, meritorious accomplishments and teachings.”

“Virtues, meritorious accomplishments and teachings?”

Su Zimo murmured softly in deep thought.

The old storyteller continued, “The establishment of Enigma Palace was for the sake of establishing teachings! By that, it means for us to record history, continue creating merits, pass down civilization and inherit the Dao.”

“There are many things that people will gradually forget as time passes. However, Enigma Palace will not forget and will record them down and pass them down!”

“I roamed the human world for tens of thousands of years and recounted the tragic era of the human race in the primordial era. I recounted the ancient war and the legacy of the Emperors.”

“Everything that happened was real and was recorded in Enigma Palace. That’s the culture of our human race!”

Su Zimo and the others were dumbfounded in shock.

Su Zimo had not expected that the stories told by the storyteller around the world were not fiction—they were all a real part of history!

Less than that, he had not expected that the establishment of Enigma Palace was not for the sake of imparting Dharmic arts and secret skills, but the soul and civilization of the entire human race!

That was the true intention of Fairy Ling Long when she established Enigma Palace!

The storyteller stopped in his tracks and gazed into the distance, lamenting, “The world has changed. No race will prosper forever. Founder Master Ling Long had long expected that the fortune of the human race would one day decline as well.”

“Perhaps the human race might encounter great calamities and sufferings. However, as long as Enigma Palace is around, the civilization of the human race will continue forever!”

“As long as civilization is not destroyed, humans will rise once more one day! One day, humans will welcome the glorious era of the ancient era where multiple Emperors rose!”

At that point, be it Su Zimo, Demoness Ji or Ming Zhen, all of them looked in the direction of Enigma Palace with reverence.

Instantly, everyone seemed to have gone against the flow of time and saw that peerless woman from the ancient era who stood on this land.

Although Fairy Ling Long was not an Emperor, she was worthy of eternal praise!

A moment later, Demoness Ji asked again, “Senior, doesn’t that mean that Enigma Palace records many things about Tianhuang Mainland?”

“That’s right,”

The storyteller nodded with a smile.

“Senior, what did you mean by the legacy of the Emperors?”

The storyteller smiled. “For anybody that’s conferred an Emperor, Enigma Palace would establish a personal legacy for him and retain a record of his legend.”

“Wow!”

Demoness Ji exclaimed and said enviously, “This can truly be considered as leaving one’s mark in history.”

This was an immense honor!

In the cultivation world, the reason why the legends of Emperors were widespread was mostly because of Enigma Palace.

At that point, the storyteller suddenly turned and looked at Su Zimo with deep anticipation in his eyes. “Desolate Martial, Enigma Palace has decided to establish a personal legacy for you!”

“Ah!”

Su Zimo’s heart skipped a beat and he asked instinctively, “Didn’t you say that only Emperors are qualified for personal legacies?”

“Establishing a legacy for you has nothing to do with the status of an Emperor. It’s because you’re Desolate Martial. You established the Martial Dao and imparted martial arts to all living beings!”

The storyteller said, “Even the ancient Emperors did not establish such merit. That alone is worthy of a personal legacy to be passed down through history!”

Throughout history, Su Zimo was the only one who had a personal legacy although he was not an Emperor!

The storyteller continued, “I didn’t mention the name of this personal legacy because I don’t know what your future accomplishments will be. Perhaps, being an Emperor might not even be your endpoint.”

“I hope that I’ll have the fortune of completing this legacy in my lifetime. If I can’t, I’ll have to rely on the next generation’s storyteller,”

With that said, the storyteller glanced at Lin Xuanji beside him.