"There is an ancient ballad…
"In that ballad was a lonely old man…
"In the old man's eyes was a boundless world…
"That was during the time when the Gods existed. It was an age when all manner of living contended against each other. It was… a law when the universe operated due to a single person's will…"
A faint voice rose swiftly in Su Ming's mind and echoed in his head. The ancient air in that voice gave Su Ming a feeling that the owner was even older than Sui Chen Zi.
"People worshiped this old man. They used strange items as offerings to him, strange treasures as sacrifices for him… so that they could obtain the right for themselves or their race to be written in the ballad…
"Legends say that all the people or races written in the ballad will not decay as long as that ballad exists, and they would also grow from normal beings to prosperous existences…
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