Myths and legends are all your stories.
A Chang's tone when he said this was very calm, as if he were telling a mundane story, but in Su Tu's ears, it was like countless bolts of lightning exploding simultaneously in an instant.
It was an indescribable shock, a grand spectacle that shook the heart and spirit.
Words seemed extremely inadequate and void when trying to describe this feeling.
Clearly, it was just a single sentence, yet it made Su Tu feel a perception even more startling than when he first encountered the Martial Arts Dao.
In Su Tu's mind, everything he had experienced within the Origin flashed by rapidly, those countless beings chanting his existence, each one of his honorary titles.
The former Su Tu only thought that the path of heart and spirit, the Dao of Origin, was the journey leading to Daluo, to engrave his true name on the anchor point of the past.
