Chapter 75: The Old Ancestor of the Nether River Descends

  The River Styx's old ancestor cast a spell, and the entire Blood Sea was like boiling up. The ten-thousand-mile Blood Sea set off fierce waves, and the pungent smell of blood rose to assault the soul. After the Blood Sea churned for a while, it gradually calmed down, but then shot out wave after wave of mysterious suction power, breaking through the Nine Nether boundary and dispersing into the vast wilderness.

  The wheel of reincarnation turned for a short time, and there were sparse souls passing through the vast wilderness, drawn by the bloody yin energy, rushing straight to the Nine Nether's Blood Sea. The souls gradually increased in number, and when they reached the Blood Sea, they plunged directly into it, without even splashing a drop of blood water, and were swallowed up. At this time, the devouring power of the Blood Sea was at its strongest, ordinary vengeful spirits and ghosts could not even resist.

  The difference between the soul and a malevolent spirit is not great, the former being the three souls and seven spirits that people have from birth, only separating after death. A ghost is a soul that has been damaged but not severely, condensing into a ghostly body under certain circumstances. The soul and malevolent spirit can also be referred to as a ghost. Ghosts are also living beings, just existing in another form, and can cultivate and comprehend the Tao, only their progress is too slow. A ghost who achieves great success should be able to condense a Daoist body and become an immortal. At this time, the ghost has no method for cultivation, relying solely on instinct to cultivate, with even slower progress.

  The ghost entered the Blood Sea, which should have been like a fish in water, and the rivers returned to the sea. However, the Blood Sea was subjected to the law of the Underworld River, setting up the Blood Sea Reincarnation Array. The ghost that entered the Blood Sea was like a moth flying into flames, and all were swallowed up. The soul essence that flowed out of the reincarnation array was shot into the blood pool in the Town Soul Temple, thread by thread. The Blood God Son obtained the soul essence and transformed it into three Shura tribe members.

  "Shura tribe, thank you for the blessings of our ancestors."

  Three black-clad Xiuluo people, two men and one woman, all dressed in men's clothing, were exceptionally beautiful, with the man being handsome and the woman being lovely. As soon as they regained consciousness, they knew that the old ancestor had blessed them, and they knelt down to kowtow, thanking him profusely.

  "Haha, the four kings of Asura have all appeared. I shall grant you three names: Ashura, Brahma and Rakshasa." The Old Ancestor of the Underworld clapped his hands in laughter, pointing at the three to bestow their titles.

  "Thank you, elder, for giving us names." The three of them now had something to call each other and were delighted, exchanging greetings.

  "This is the great king of the Asura clan, Ashura Pochan. You still need to see him." The old ancestor of the Underworld River pointed at Pochan.

  Everyone heard this and also cupped their hands in greeting: "We have seen King Ashura, Brother Bajie."

  "Brothers and sisters, I'm so grateful. Thanks to the old ancestor's arrangement, Bo Xun has become a senior in just a moment. Haha..." Bo Xun saw that there were several more people from the Ashura tribe, and he couldn't help but feel very happy, as if he had something on his mind. After a moment, he turned around and knelt down to make a vow to the old ancestor of the Underworld River:

  "The ancestors created the Asura tribe, which is indeed a great kindness from our ancestors. Please, Master, establish a teaching that will allow us to spread the teachings of virtue and benefit the Asura tribe in the future."

  "I hope that our great ancestor will establish a great teaching, practice the teachings of virtue and merit, and protect our clan." Ashura, Brahma, and Rahu all knelt down to beg.

  "Hahahaha... Establishing a sect, just what I wanted to do. The heavens are unfair, the Tao is biased, and I, Minghe, will establish the Asura Great Sect, becoming the master of this bloody sea. Let you all take a good look at my carefree self." After making great progress in his cultivation, Minghe's actions became less restrained. He held himself in high esteem, although he couldn't compare to Pangu Yuan Shen's three pure ones, he extremely looked down on the two from the Western Religions and Nüwa. In his eyes, establishing a sect and becoming a saint, as well as creating life and proving the Tao, were not necessarily something that had to be done by him, Minghe, but it was absolutely not something that should be done by these three people. That's why he created the Asura tribe.

  Minghe flashed out, taking the four people with him out of the hall. From a distance, they faced the vast sea of blood above their heads. He waved his hand and bowed down to an incense table, on which was placed a divine shrine containing a divine seat inscribed with the words "Heaven" and "Earth".

  Minghe adjusted his collar, then immediately knelt down and swore: "First, I inform Heaven that Minghe has established a great teaching; second, I inform Earth that the Nine Serene Asura will emerge; third, I inform the Nine Serene Blood Sea to remember the kindness of creation." Immediately after standing up, he took out the Pre-Heaven Spiritual Treasure, Yuan Tu and A Bi's two swords, drew them in mid-air, and shouted loudly:

  "Great Teachings of Taikyoku: Carefree and Joyful Journey. Shuraism, Rise!"

  A sea of blood churned, as if it had a feeling. Or perhaps the heavenly way really did have a feeling. The River Styx's old ancestor was somewhat disappointed, but after calculating with his fingers, he was overjoyed. Yuan Tu and Er Jian, these two swords, had gained great merit in establishing their teachings, destined to avoid the consequences of killing in the future, truly good treasures, relying on them to transcend the calamity.

  "The Lord of the Nether River, Wan Jie Jin An, will soon attain the Mixed Yuan." Ashura Bosan and the other three knelt down to thank him, their hearts filled with joy. The Shura clan finally had a patron.

  "Rise up, and create more Asura people. I will teach you the Nine Underworlds Blood Sea Great Way. You are the kings of the Asura tribe, and you must guide your people well." When Minghe established his teachings, he discovered the heavenly secrets and found that the Asura people born from the blood pool, except for these four kings, had minds like newborn babies, dull and ignorant. What puzzled him most was that the Asura tribe seemed to be missing something, somewhat lacking, but no matter how hard he calculated, he couldn't grasp it.

  "Honorable teachings and principles." Being able to become the king of a tribe is such an honor, everyone has been eagerly anticipating it, guiding the tribesmen is merely a trivial matter.

  The crowd returned to the Town Soul Hall once again, and the Blood Pool indeed gave birth to many more Shura tribe members, both male and female, all in their prime, but with gloomy expressions, truly bewildered.

  Minghe didn't mind, waving his hand to let the newborns line up and leave the hall. As he faced the Blood Pool, he began to think deeply. The creation speed of this Blood Pool was still a bit slow, and it needed another great method to be applied. Immediately, he threw out the Yuan Tu Anbi two swords, which merged into the Blood Pool. A burst of pure light exploded out, shooting into the Blood Sea, greatly increasing the power of the swirling array. After a wave of shocking waves, its suction force became even stronger.

  The River Styx was greedy for a moment, but it stirred up a big trouble.

  "Your Ladyship, something terrible has happened!"

  The Hou Tu Zu Wu Temple, a flustered great witch didn't even wait for the guards to report, and rushed straight into the Hou Tu Great Hall to report the important matter.

  "Kua Fu, what's wrong with you?" The newcomer was Kua Fu, a great shaman of the Hou Tu tribe.

  "The previous time, I heard the queen's order, the mountain god and land god under the jurisdiction of Xiaowu were responsible for investigating the matter of the Honghuang people's ghost, but now there is an urgent report that has shocked the heavens." Kuafu saw this ancestor witch and gradually calmed down.

  "What urgent news?"

  "Last time, I unexpectedly discovered that the ghosts in my jurisdiction were acting strangely, as if they were rejoicing, and they all broke through the ground and entered. Out of curiosity, I followed them, but unexpectedly, I saw tens of thousands of ghosts entering a boundless great sea. The ghosts that entered the sea were struggling desperately, as if they were suffering greatly. This sea is quite strange, it's not ordinary water, but a sea of blood, emitting a sky-piercing bloody aura. When the land was tainted by this polluted air, my cultivation was almost destroyed, and I felt as if my bones were being scraped, my body severely damaged. I just barely escaped and came back to tell you."

  The ten great ancestors of the Wu tribe were suppressed to the bottom of the sea for a thousand years due to the matter of refining souls. Although it was not as devastating as the loss suffered by the Yao tribe, it still served as a huge warning bell for the Wu tribe. The hundred-year war between the three tribes came to an end from then on, but Hou Tu always felt uneasy in his heart, so he ordered that the mountain gods and land gods of the Hou Tu tribe monitor the ghosts of Hong Huang.

  "Huh? Is this really happening? According to you, this sea is the Nine-Yu Blood Sea where the Old Ancestor of the Underworld resides. Could it be that this old thing is learning from the Witch Clan and refining a treasure?" Last time when the gods stole the treasure, the Underworld River escaped with his life by using the Blood God Son's Split Body Technique, but left a deep impression on Hou Tu, who felt that this person was somewhat sinister and cunning, and would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

  "I'll go and take a look myself."

  After leaving the Hou Tu Palace, he went straight down to the Nine Netherworlds boundary. From a distance, he saw a vast sea of churning blood, which was none other than the Nine Nether Blood Sea. The Blood Sea was surging with towering waves that shot out a sky-filling bloody aura, polluting everything in sight. Countless ghostly souls were throwing themselves into it, initially joyful, but soon struggling desperately within the sea. As far as the eye could see, the Blood Sea was filled with wailing ghosts and howling wolves, its appearance ghastly and terrifying beyond compare.

  Houtu saw such a tragic scene and couldn't help but frown, lightly opening her cherry lips, angrily scolding:

  "Old monster of the Nether River, come out quickly and see me."

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