Eternal Sacred King

Translator: Legge

“Senior, what’s wrong?”

Su Zimo asked hurriedly.

The feelings that the storyteller gave off were always that he was either teasing, scolding, being calm and composed or decisive to kill. However, he had never had such an expression.

“The Blood Vine race is here!”

After saying that, the storyteller waved both hands in front of him.

Instantly, a mysterious and powerful might filled the void, blanketing the skies and enveloping the entire Enigma Palace!

That power did not have a strong killing intent. Instead, it seemed mysterious and ethereal.

However, against that power, Su Zimo felt as insignificant as a speck of dust that could be drowned at any moment!

“All of you, head to the library and don’t come out!”

Waving his sleeves, the storyteller pushed Su Zimo and Demoness Ji back into the library and with a boom, the door to the library closed!

In the library, Su Zimo held his breath and looked nervous.

Judging from the storyteller’s stance, the people from the Blood Vine race this time round were definitely not easy to deal with—there was at least an Ancestor realm expert!

Some Ancestor realm experts of the primordial races could even fight against Emperors of the human race!

Swoosh!

Right then, a large blood-colored cloud floated over from the distant horizon and surged over at an extremely fast speed!

In the blink of an eye, it arrived before Enigma Palace!

Mahayana realm!

Even though they were hiding in the library, Su Zimo and Demoness Ji could still sense the terrifying blood stench outside—it was far beyond the Conjoint Body realm.

In the battle of Six Stars Mountain, Teng Lingzi and more than 10,000 Blood Vine race beings died without a single survivor. Monk Daming said that it was highly likely a Patriarch of the Blood Vine race would be alarmed over this matter.

He was right again.

In order to kill a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure like Su Zimo, the Blood Vine race sent out a Mahayana Patriarch!

Su Zimo listened intently with a sense of nervousness.

After all, he was the one who attracted the Blood Vine race.

If a huge battle that resulted in the death of many cultivators were to break out in front of Enigma Palace, he would definitely feel extremely guilty.

Right then, a small hand took the initiative to tug at his palm. It was warm and soft, calming his mind gradually.

Glancing sideways, Su Zimo caught sight of Demoness Ji’s bright eyes.

Those eyes that could bewitch the masses revealed a hint of comfort and gentleness at the moment.

“It’s fine, Senior Storyteller is around,”

Demoness Ji sent a voice transmission secretly.

Su Zimo nodded and smiled.

In the skies in front of Enigma Palace, a crack appeared on the blood-colored clouds and an ancient blood-colored vine extended from within!

At the top of the blood vines, a human face without eyes and nose opened its mouth, revealing menacing fangs that shone with a cold glint.

The blood vine seemed to be surveying something within Enigma Palace, scanning it over and over again.

However, the blood vine seemed to know something and hovered outside the Exquisite Killing Formation the entire time, not daring to take a single step in!

The commotion here had already attracted many Enigma Palace cultivators.

“Humph!”

The storyteller’s figure suddenly appeared in midair.

“What are you doing here at Enigma Palace, Patriarch Blood Fortune?!”

He glared coldly at the blood vine in midair and barked, “What are you waiting for? Scram!”

The storyteller was extremely domineering and did not stand on courtesy!

With a holler from the storyteller, the blood-colored clouds dispersed and the blood vine retracted, turning into a figure that stood in midair in the blink of an eye.

Patriarch Blood Fortune did not look big and was merely middle-aged. However, his eyes were filled with a strong blood lust and killing intent and his lips were bloodshot!

“Hehe!”

Patriarch Blood Fortune let out a strange laughter. “So, the Mystic Emperor is the one guarding this place. How unfortunate. Let’s not beat around the bush. Desolate Martial is in Enigma Palace, right?”

“Can’t you see for yourself whether he’s in Enigma Palace?”

The storyteller was expressionless as he sneered, “Since you guys released the Killing Badge on him, even with your capabilities, you’re unable to find him, Patriarch Blood Fortune?”

“Hehe,”

Patriarch Blood Fortune glared at the storyteller coldly and smiled. “Earlier on, I even caught sight of the Killing Badge’s aura around here. However, for some unknown reason, it vanished in the blink of an eye.”

“Go and look for it then. Don’t stay at Enigma Palace, scram!”

The storyteller cursed once more with a chilling killing intent in his eyes!

It was as though he was prepared to attack the next moment!

Sensing something, Patriarch Blood Fortune retreated a few steps and sneered, “Mystic Emperor, let me advise you not to get involved in this mess!”

“That lad, Desolate Martial, is already hunted by our Primordial Six Races!”

“Although I’m unable to detect Desolate Martial’s aura here today, if an Emperor of our Blood Vine race comes, he’ll definitely be able to locate Desolate Martial!”

“If we discover Desolate Martial’s location in Enigma Palace at that time, you’ll be prepared to endure the wrath of the Primordial Six Races!”

“How noisy!”

Suddenly, the storyteller extended his palm and swiped viciously in the direction of Patriarch Blood Fortune, shouting softly, “Great Ripping Technique!”

Swoosh!

Although the storyteller merely waved his hand simply, an extremely terrifying power burst forth from his palm and the entire void was torn into two!

“It’s a great divine power!”

Patriarch Blood Fortune’s expression changed starkly as he turned to flee.

Even so, he was still a step slower!

He had not expected the storyteller to be so domineering that the latter wanted to suppress him without a second word!

The great divine power descended on him instantly!

Instantly, his body was shredded into countless pieces and blood spewed everywhere!

Under the power of that great divine power, the shattered flesh continued to explode and turned into blood mists!

This could already be considered as tearing his corpse apart!

Even Conjoint Body Mighty Figures who could regrow severed limbs wouldn’t be able to heal from this.

However, right then, a blood beam surged into the skies from the blood mist and escaped into the distance.

The blood mist in midair surged towards the blood beam at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, Patriarch Blood Fortune’s body recovered completely!

The cultivators of Enigma Palace exclaimed when they saw that.

“This must be a divine power that can only be comprehended at the Mahayana realm, Blood Rebirth.”

“How terrifying! It’s too difficult to kill a Mahayana Patriarch!”

Conjoint Body Mighty Figures had boundless Dharmic powers and could regrow severed limbs.

At the Mahayana realm, one would possess divine powers. As long as their Essence Spirits were not destroyed, they could be reborn even with a single drop of blood, let alone a severed arm!

Earlier on, Patriarch Blood Fortune released the divine power of Blood Rebirth!

“Mystic Emperor, don’t be smug. The Blood Vine race will return!”

Although Patriarch Blood Fortune had already fled far away, his voice was filled with hatred and vengefulness!

The storyteller had an indifferent expression as he looked at the fleeing blood beam without chasing after it.

“Everyone, disperse!”

He returned to Enigma Palace and remarked casually.

The group of cultivators from Enigma Palace dispersed one after another, but all of them were still discussing in hushed voices excitedly.