Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 3379: New World

Ping Yang Town was an ordinary town by the borders.

On this day, a group of strange people came to the town.

The clothes of these people were very different from the ordinary people in the town.

Some of them did not even look human. They had sharp mouths, monkey cheeks and were clumsy.

Some people had extraordinary bearings and dignified expressions.

Some people were carefree and unrestrained.

This group of people had mysterious backgrounds and unknown identities. However, they had no ill intentions towards Ping Yang Town and did not disturb the people in the town.

As time passed, everyone in Ping Yang Town gradually got used to the existence of these people and would even greet them occasionally.

Among them, there was a Daoist cultivator who was good at telling stories. He would set down a table in the town with a folding fan as he spread endless tales.

The Daoist cultivator was eloquent and had a glib tongue like a lotus flower. Coupled with the fact that he told about a wondrous world that no one in Ping Yang Town had ever heard of, the magnificence of everything drew in a crowd before long to listen to his stories.

In the stories of the storyteller, there were people who could fly through the skies using their swords, people who could ride the clouds. In fact, there were even divine beings who could burn the heavens and cause the seas to boil, creating lotus flowers with every step they took!

Everyone did not know the name or background of this storyteller and nor would he tell them when questioned. As such, they merely addressed him as the storyteller.

This Daoist cultivator told stories in the town every day.

Every time this happened, the idle people in the town, be it adults or children, would run over to listen.

Spring came and went. Unknowingly, the Daoist cultivator had been telling stories in Ping Yang Town for more than five years.

On this day, a large group of people from Ping Yang Town surged in a direction.

There was no need to ask—it was obvious that the Daoist cultivator had started his stories again.

On this day, there were especially many people who came to listen to him.

That was because the overall story told by the Daoist cultivator was already coming to an end.

Piak!

In the middle of everyone, the Daoist cultivator slapped a wooden block on the table and opened his folding fan. “Saint Thearch Reincarnation destroyed the trichiliocosm and everything in the world, including all living beings of the ten thousand races, turned into nothingness!”

“Saint Thearch Reincarnation sucks!”

A child said angrily.

Another person added, “The trichiliocosm was destroyed by him just like that.”

“What happened after that? Did Saint Thearch Desolate Martial die as well? What about Saint Blood Butterfly?”

Someone could not help but ask.

The Daoist cultivator took a slow sip of tea to whet his appetite before saying slowly, “Later on, Saint Thearch Desolate Martial detonated the Genesis Universe and deduced alone in the dark and lonely universe. Finally, he evolved an even more ancient Primordium Universe!”

“This Primordium Universe devoured and accommodated the destroyed trichiliocosm, becoming even more vast.”

Someone sighed. “But what’s the use? Saint Thearch Desolate Martial is the only one left in this Primordium Universe and all his old friends have already died. How cruel is that to him?”

Everyone nodded.

The Daoist cultivator shook his head. “Actually, after Saint Thearch Reincarnation destroyed the trichiliocosm, perhaps because he had a bit of conscience remaining, he did not destroy the Earth Book. Instead, he left all the souls collected in the Earth Book over the years to Saint Thearch Desolate Martial.”

“Wha—”

Everyone was stunned and surprised.

The Daoist cultivator said, “Therefore, with the souls of the billions of living beings in the trichiliocosm, Saint Thearch Desolate Martial revived all the original living beings of the trichiliocosm. Naturally, that included his old friends.”

“But, how was he going to resolve the Immeasurable Calamity of All Beings?”

Suddenly, someone asked.

The Daoist cultivator smiled. “As the creator of the Primordium Universe, Saint Thearch Desolate Martial can naturally reestablish the laws in this new world. The origin of the Immeasurable Calamity of All Beings lies in the selfishness and desires of the Eternal Beings.”

“Therefore, the most important law established by Saint Thearch Desolate Martial was that once living beings became Saints, they would lose their self-awareness and transform into the Great Dao.”

“If anyone wanted eternal life, they would have to abandon all emotions.”

“With that, the Immeasurable Calamity of All Beings would be severed at the source.”

Someone asked, “What about Saint Thearch Desolate Martial? He has already become the strongest existence in the Primordium Universe. Will he lose himself one day and become the second Saint Thearch Reincarnation?”

“How is that possible?!”

Another person refuted immediately, “Saint Thearch Desolate Martial cared about the common people and established the Martial Dao. With such boldness and breadth of mind, how could he become another Saint Thearch Reincarnation?”

“That’s not for sure.”

The first person said, “Didn’t Saint Thearch Reincarnation want to establish a fair world in the beginning as well? Didn’t he want to establish the Six Paths of Reincarnation and reward good and punish evil?”

At the mention of that, the Daoist cultivator fell silent.

A moment later, the Daoist cultivator said slowly, “Saint Thearch Desolate Martial created the Primordium Universe and re-established the world, creating the Six Paths and evolving all living beings. Thereafter, he severed his self-awareness, seven emotions and six desires to become a Heavenly Dao so that he could protect this new world.”

“Ah!”

Everyone was shocked and exclaimed.

Without self-awareness and emotions, Saint Thearch Desolate Martial would no longer be Saint Thearch Desolate Martial.

However, the worry of that person earlier on would cease to exist as well.

Under a Heavenly Dao that did not have self-awareness or selfish thoughts, the 3,000 Great Daos did their own jobs and all living beings were equal.

…

In a residence in Ping Yang Town.

Su Zimo woke up slowly and got up from the bed. He sat in a daze for a long time and the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, returning to clarity.

However, he still did not get up. He seemed to have thought of something and was in a daze.

After a while, he stood up and pushed the door open.

In the courtyard, under a peach tree, a beautiful woman in a blood-colored robe was standing there. She looked back and smiled gently. “You’re awake?”

“Yeah.”

Su Zimo nodded.

“You’re the last to wake up among us.”

Die Yue smiled.

Su Zimo heard the faint commotion in the distance of the town and asked, “What’s going on outside?”

Die Yue smiled. “Lin Xuanji is telling stories over there. It’s at the climax where Saint Thearch Reincarnation destroyed the trichiliocosm. He’s probably going to get scolded for quite a bit.”

“Saint Thearch Reincarnation…”

Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly and hesitated.

“What’s wrong?”

When Die Yue saw Su Zimo walk out of the room as though he had a lot on his mind, she asked softly.

Su Zimo said, “There’s a possibility that Saint Thearch Reincarnation destroyed the trichiliocosm for the sake of taking revenge for Saint Thearch Life. Coupled with the fact that he had the intention to die to begin with, that was why he no longer had any attachment to the trichiliocosm after Saint Thearch Life died.”

“However, earlier on, I understood something. Perhaps there’s another possibility.”

“What’s that?”

Die Yue asked.

Su Zimo said, “Saint Thearch Reincarnation has not changed at all.”

“From the beginning to the end, he wanted to realize his and Saint Thearch Life’s ideals and establish a world where all living beings are equal.”

“However, he knew that the trichiliocosm was already riddled with holes. Even if he controlled the entire trichiliocosm, he couldn’t change the laws that have existed for so many years.”

“The only way he could achieve equality for all living beings in a new world was by rebuilding a new trichiliocosm after destroying the old one.”