Although Su Zimo and Demoness Ji were hiding in the library, they could still sense what was going on outside with their spirit consciousnesses.
The two of them exchanged glances and could see the shock in each other's eyes!
The power of the Mahayana realm had completely transcended other cultivation realms!
Below the Jin Dan realm, most of them fought in melee combat with spirit arts.
Above the Jin Dan realm, there were many more methods such as Dharmic arts, secret skills, Heaven and Earth Dharma Characteristics, Essence Spirit fights and so on.
For Mahayana Patriarchs, the strongest were divine powers!
Divine powers were also the greatest difference between Ancestor realm experts and Conjoint Body Mighty Figures!
Although the divine power released casually by the old storyteller did not seem like much, its might was extremely terrifying.
Even the body of the Patriarch of the Blood Vine race was torn into a blood mist!
"It's fine now, you guys can come out."
Just as Su Zimo and Demoness Ji were letting their imaginations run wild, the old storyteller's voice sounded and the door of the library opened.
"Thank you for saving us, senior,"
Su Zimo arrived before the old storyteller and bowed deeply.
"It's fine,"
The old storyteller shook his head slightly. However, there was still a hint of worry between his brows.
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he vaguely guessed something and asked probingly, "Senior, Enigma Palace has no way of dispelling the Death Token on me, right?"
"Yes,"
The old storyteller did not hide anything and nodded.
Suddenly, Su Zimo recalled the scene of Patriarch Blood Fate arriving outside Enigma Palace Just Now. Patriarch Blood Fate did not seem to be certain that Su Zimo was in Enigma Palace either!
Right then, the old storyteller explained, "When I saw the Death Token on you, I used a divine power to seal your aura temporarily and deceive the heavenly secrets!"
Su Zimo was enlightened.
After the old storyteller realized that something was amiss, he waved his hands in front of him and an extremely vast power enveloped the skies above Enigma Palace.
It turned out that the old storyteller had already released a divine power at that time!
The old storyteller said, "Under the concealment of this divine ability, even the Mahayana Patriarchs of the primordial races will not be able to discover you. However …"
After pausing for a moment, the Storyteller said, "If a Ruler of the Blood Vine Race or a Ruler of the Heavenly Eye Race comes, I'm afraid my divine ability won't be able to be hidden."
Su Zimo's vision darkened.
In Tianhuang Mainland, as an Emperor, the Storyteller was definitely one of the strongest cultivators he had encountered so far.
However, even the Old Storyteller and the Enigma Palace could do nothing about it.
This meant that even other sects such as Misty Peak and Hundred Refinement Sect had no other choice!
Although Tianhuang Mainland was huge, there was no place for him with the Assassination Badge around!
"Then what should we do?"
She was a little anxious and asked, "Senior, you're extremely resourceful. I'm sure you have a way."
"Senior, since the Enigma Palace can't do anything about it, I'll leave tomorrow."
Su Zimo pondered for a while and said in a deep voice.
To be fair, Su Zimo did not have any leads either and did not know where he should go next.
However, if he stayed in Enigma Palace, there would be no benefits apart from implicating them.
"To think that the battle of Six Star Mountain would cause me to fall into such a situation."
Su Zimo murmured internally.
Although he had obtained the Carefree Wood, he was also given a kill order and would be hunted down by the Blood Vine Race eventually. There was no time or place for him to refine and cultivate!
The outcome of Qinglian's true body was most likely destined.
This was a dead-end situation with no solution!
The Storyteller looked at Su Zimo with a deep gaze and suddenly asked, "Do you regret it?"
"Hmm?"
Su Zimo was stunned for a moment before he understood that the Storyteller was asking him if he regretted the battle of Six Star Mountain.
Su Zimo laughed involuntarily and shook his head. "I don't regret it. Even if I have to do it again, I'll still kill my way up Six Star Mountain!"
"As expected of Araki Takeshi,"
The Storyteller nodded in satisfaction and praised.
"Actually, it's not impossible to get rid of the kill order on you and break out of this deadlock." Suddenly, the Storyteller said.
Delighted, Su Zimo asked hurriedly, "Please enlighten me, senior."
The Storyteller narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "There's an unknown place in Tianhuang Mainland that even Mahayana Patriarchs and emperors don't dare to step foot in!"
"Ah?
Su Zimo asked, "Even the emperors of the primordial races don't dare to step foot in?"
"That's the forbidden grounds of the primordial races!"
The Storyteller's words were shocking.
In the cultivation world, there was a saying that the nine forbidden grounds of the human race were corresponding to the habitats of the Primordial Nine Races.
But now, this was the first time Su Zimo heard that there was a forbidden ground of the primordial races in Tianhuang Mainland where even the emperors of the primordial races did not dare to step foot in!
"Senior, are you referring to that place …"
Demoness Ji seemed to have thought of something and looked towards the West instinctively.
"That's right,"
The Storyteller nodded. "Far West, Kunlun Ruins!"
"Kunlun Ruins,"
Su Zimo murmured softly.
That name was extremely unfamiliar to him.
"What exactly is that place?"
Su Zimo could not help but ask.
"Nobody knows what's there or what's there,"
The Storyteller shook his head. "However, one thing is certain. That's the final battlefield of the primordial war!"
The primordial war!
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat.
The Storyteller said in a deep voice, "To be precise, that place was originally called Kunlun. Because of an earth-shattering battle that turned it into a gigantic ruin, it was called Kunlun Ruins in the future."
"Legend has it that in the primordial war, the Taboo Dragon Phoenix and Taboo Kun Peng led the Primordial Eight Races and countless other races to attack Kunlun and fought against the ten thousand races led by the Taboo Hou."
"Hmm? Hold on! "
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly asked, "Senior, it should be the Primordial Nine Races, right?"
The Storyteller shook his head. "According to Ancestral Master Linglong's records, there seemed to only be the Primordial Eight Races at the beginning of the primordial era."
"The Protoss only appeared in the later stages of the primordial era. They were not powerful yet during the primordial war."
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
For some reason, he had a feeling that there was something unusual hidden within. However, he could not figure it out for a moment.
The Storyteller's description of the primordial war was somewhat different from what the Grand Elder of the Candle Dragons said.
After all, that was something that happened during the primordial era.
Even the truth of the Thousand Demon Tribulation and Constellation Tribulation from 20,000 to 30,000 years ago was difficult to find out, let alone the fact that that battle was ancient.
The only thing that was certain was that the primordial war was indeed extremely tragic. It was much more tragic than the war between the human race and the Primordial Nine Races in the ancient era!
Countless races were annihilated in the Primeval War!
The three Taboo Heavens were indeed dead in that battle!
The Primordial Nine Races were severely injured as a result.
The primordial era ended because of that.
Thereafter, they entered the ancient era. The human race seized the opportunity to rise and the cultivation civilization gradually prospered, ushering in a glorious era. Finally, the ancient war against the Primordial Nine Races broke out.
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