Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 431: The Origin of the Lower Plane, Seeing and Killing the Styx Ancestor (Update )
"King Qin, please wait a moment. I have to deal with an old guy."

After discovering the key target, Ye Kong gave instructions to Qin Tian and called Xiao Xiao, Lu Shengjun and Shi Zhen to go together to bring warmth to the ancestor of the Styx.

The four of them were extremely powerful. They jumped down from the Great Thousand Palace, flashed a few times, and landed at the space node of the lower plane where the Styx Ancestor was.

Because of the self-protection and exclusion mechanism of the plane rules, the space nodes of the lower planes are strictly prevented from entering by masters from the wider world, and it is difficult for ordinary people to enter.

Ye Kong and the other three are certainly not ordinary people.

Shi Zhen walked in the front, stretched out his thick and broad flesh palm, grasped the black space node the size of dust, and rubbed it. The space node turned into a black hole several feet in size, and a dark and deep space passage appeared inside.

Ye Kong secretly thought that old man Shi Zhen was too rude, and followed him in first.

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The vast sky and earth were shrouded in dark red. The endless mountains and even the surging waves in the distance were all of a deep red color. The smell of blood filled the air, which was pungent and unpleasant.

hum!
The space was torn apart, a plane channel took shape, and four figures floated down to observe the situation.

"Eh? This lower plane gives me a familiar feeling." Old Monk Shi Zhen stood on a mountain peak, stretched out his palm to sense it, with a look of surprise on his face.

Ye Kong knew that this old man liked to run around when he had nothing to do, so he didn't think it was strange. He shook his head and sighed, "You are really blind, old man. Why didn't you use more tricks before and let the Blood River Ghost and the others escape?"

Shi Zhen did not answer directly. He closed his eyes and sensed for a while, then turned to look at Ye Kong with a heavy face. He said slowly: "If I am not mistaken, this place has a deep connection with you."

Ye Kong and the other two turned their heads abruptly, looking surprised and exclaiming.

“Is this where I was born?”

"Did the old ghost Xuehe destroy the place where my junior brother was born?"

"Does he have any relatives here?"

Ye Kong felt an inexplicable sense of mission and resentment in his heart. If this place was his hometown in this life, then what would happen if the old ghost Xuehe came here and crushed his entire family to ashes?
Very good, now he has returned home rich and powerful, first he will kill the old ghost of Blood River, then kill the evil clan!

Ye Kong, Lu Shengjun and Xiao Xiao looked at each other. All three of them were filled with righteous indignation and great ambition, vowing to take revenge.

"Hehe, this is not where you were born, don't be so excited." The three of them were full of fighting spirit, and Shi Zhen was very pleased, but Shi Zhen felt that they had some misunderstandings, so he quickly opened his mouth to correct them.

Seeing the three people looking at him with question marks on their faces, Shi Zhen felt that he had to do something. After thinking about it, he tore the void with one palm and grabbed out a majestic and handsome six-headed lion.

Master Jin Jiu, who was sleeping soundly, felt the sense of weightlessness and crisis. He instinctively flapped his claws a few times in the air, opened his six pairs of copper bell-sized eyes, and asked in confusion:

"What's going on? Why am I here? Former Boss, Xiaokong, aren't you here to kill the old ghost Xuehe? Why did you call me here?"

He is now just a small half-step supreme master, and he was definitely not called here to help fight.

Could it be that he feels that he hasn't been practicing hard enough these days and wants to find some opponents to practice with?
Seeing Shi Zhen pull out Master Jin Jiu, how could Ye Kong not understand this? He coughed twice and said, "Brother Shi, look at this place. Does it look like your hometown?"

"Ah? My hometown? Have you found my hometown?" Master Jin Jiu shuddered, and six heads woke up at the same time and looked around.

As time passed, Master Jin Jiu's six heads became more and more confused, and finally shook his head and said:

"I still remember some scenes from my life in the lower plane, but the atmosphere of this place is completely different from what I remember, and I can't be sure."

"As far as I can remember, the lower plane where I was born was born with a totem of a divine beast. It is rumored that the strongest person in the history of my clan was a golden nine-headed lion. I was born with a three-headed lion and was once initiated by my clan."

Shi Zhen said: "When I picked you up, the power in your body had not yet been assimilated into spiritual power. Your foundation was extremely unstable, and you were seriously injured. I suppressed your cultivation."

Master Jin Jiu blinked his eyes and smiled, "If you hadn't helped me assimilate, how strong would my cultivation be after assimilation?"

"He's probably a ninth-rank supreme being who has reached perfection, or he could be a lower-rank supreme being." Shi Zhen thought for a moment before answering.

Master Jin Jiu immediately became proud, holding his head high: "No wonder I have never been defeated in single combat against strong men of the same realm since my debut. It turns out that my foundation is so strong!"

“Your injuries were extremely severe at the time. The source was the evil energy of the extraterritorial evil race and the space fragments of the space storm. The power in your body was also very violent. If I hadn’t personally rescued you and kept you on the sacred mountain for dozens of years, you would have died long ago.

Especially the violent energy that is infused into your body. It is the energy of countless people mixed together and poured into your body all at once. It is simply the stupidest method!
If I don't suppress and comb your hair and take care of it for you, even if you become a lower-level supreme being, you will never be able to make any further progress in this life." Shi Zhen said unhappily.

He has a strong foundation. If it weren't for your good luck, you would have died long ago. Speaking of foundation, it is also because he was well cultivated in Lingshan.

"Hey, don't be angry. I am the guardian beast of Lingshan. I am not exaggerating. There are few people who can rival me except Tian Suzun. This is the prestige of Lingshan."

Master Jin Jiu quickly restrained his expression and tried to get close to Shi Zhen with a smile.

Even though he has abdicated now, he still has his saintly cultivation and his status in the universe is not low.

To look at it pessimistically, even if Master Jin Jiu practiced hard throughout his life, he might not be able to fight against even a single finger of his. The person who could become the master of Lingshan Mountain must have been a genius when he was young.

Shi Zhen snorted lightly and turned his head away without responding.

This little lion still has some conscience, which is worth his effort to cultivate, but it's a pity that he didn't use it.

"No matter whose hometown this is, we just need to take action. All blood cultivators will be killed on sight. What these bastards do is no worse than the evil tribes from outside the domain."

After learning that this place was not his hometown, Ye Kong opened his third eye and saw through the entire lower plane.

The strength of this plane is not low. The strongest among the natives has the strength comparable to that of the supreme great master. He is collecting blood food for the blood cultivators of the Styx to serve as a guide.
From this perspective, the strength of this lower plane should be no worse than that of the White Dragon Plane, and it should exceed that of the Douqi Continent and the Tianxuan Continent.

In terms of the degree of misery, this place is even worse than the White Dragon Plane. When the Blood Cultivators get wild, they are no less revelry than the evil races from outside the domain. They completely regard the creatures of the lower planes as pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep, and they keep them in captivity and devour them, often devouring tens of thousands of creatures at any time. There are endless things that are unbearable to watch. It can be said that men are slaves and women are prostitutes.

At the core of the continent, huge blood pools filled with blood energy rose from the ground. Many blood cultivators with cultivation levels above Earth Supreme lay in them. There were five auras of Sky Supreme, and the aura of the Ancestor of the Styx was also among them.

What particularly caught his attention was that there was more than one space node in this lower plane, and there were space teleportation arrays inside those blood pools, which could allow him to teleport out at any time.

It is obvious that this place has been managed by the Styx for a long time. It is an important stronghold of the Styx, or even an old nest.

"Well said, these bastards deserve to be killed, no one should be spared!" Lu Shengjun's eyes were blazing with fire and he cursed with gritted teeth.

He had been practicing the pupil technique of having the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils since he was young, and his eyesight was not much worse than Ye Kong's. He looked into the distance and took in all kinds of tragic scenes.

The blood cultivator lineage is completely devoid of conscience!

"I'm going to take down the old ghost from Xuehe, and you guys will each be responsible for the east, south, west, and north, and then join me. How do you think about that?" Ye Kong suggested.

"Okay!" The four of them responded in unison.

Ye Kong nodded, his figure flashed, and he disappeared on the spot.

Four streams of light then emerged and rushed towards the four directions of southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest. Wind and thunder rumbled, and murderous intent soared into the sky.

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The center of the plane is the Blood Pool Forest.

A powerful and vigorous voice echoed out from the endless blood mist, and a tall blood shadow rose into the sky, with his arms raised high, roaring in all directions.

“Hahahaha… Ancestor, I’m finally back! Feng Yusheng, you can’t kill me, you will only make me stronger!”

The face of the old man of the Styx was ruddy and healthy, his breath was long, and the fluctuations of his spiritual power were close to the late stage of the Saint Product. The momentum was so strong that it caused the entire lower plane to shake.

He wore a flat golden crown and was dressed in noble and attractive clothes. Even when he was laughing wildly, his face did not look ferocious. If he were not so bloody, some people would have thought he was a righteous and powerful person or a senior master.

"Crash!" The ancestor of the Styx reappeared in the world, and other blood cultivators in the blood pool forest responded one after another. The blood pool surged, and figures with extraordinary aura and blood energy around them flew out. They surrounded the ancestor of the Styx and paid homage to him, shouting "Long live the Styx" with fanatical expressions.

"Congratulations to the ancestor for his successful return and his cultivation reaching a new level!"

"Congratulations to the old ancestor for his rebirth in Nirvana. It's no problem for him to reach the top of the universe!"

"Old Ancestor Minghe, your magic power is boundless, you are invincible and victorious in every battle! Old Ancestor Minghe, your magic power is boundless, you enjoy eternal happiness and your life is as long as the sky..."

All kinds of flattering words were offered, and a happy and comfortable smile appeared on the old face of the Styx Patriarch, and he waved his hand in a humble manner and said:
"Don't talk nonsense. I am still one step away from the late stage of the Saint Product. I need to have a large amount of blood and seclude myself for many years before I can have a chance to break through. What's the point of talking about reaching the top of the universe and living as long as the sky..."

Having said that, the old man of the Styx was extremely proud, and a strong sense of self-satisfaction flashed across his scarlet eyes.

The One Blood Transformation Ten Thousand Bodies technique he practiced not only has the power to replace death, but also provides an opportunity for great enlightenment after resuscitation, making it possible for a leap in cultivation.

The only flaw is that the amount of blood food required is too large. Fortunately, he has cooperated with the old monk Xuanjie and has plundered endless blood food from the Holy Buddha Continent and the surrounding continents over the past hundred years. This allows him to give it a try and fight to the death with Feng Yusheng to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be stupid enough to fight with that woman Feng Yusheng in a battle.

Now that he has this new body, the old man of the Styx has full confidence that he can take that step within ten years and become a powerful late-stage saint.

At that time, with his extraordinary means, his strength will definitely not be inferior to Qin Tian, ​​the Lord of Immortality and others!

“When I become a late-stage Saint, even if that little beast wants to avenge his master, he will probably have some reservations. As long as I refuse to admit this, I think that kid will not dare to risk the world’s condemnation and fight to the death with me…”

Ancestor Mingxue was in a very good mood. For fifty thousand years, there has been an unspoken rule in the world that no holy strongmen should be killed during wars. The reason was to resist the invasion of evil tribes and not to fight internally.

Even in the early stage of the holy products, very few people die, let alone in the late stage of the holy products?
If that little bastard didn't have any evidence, it's unlikely that he would call on his friends and look for those powerful people to cause trouble for him.

On the contrary, now that the little beast has lost his big backer, he can find an opportunity to wipe him out completely to prevent future troubles.

With his own methods, even the Yan Emperor Wuzu might not be able to see the clues.

Thinking of this, the Styx Patriarch waved his hand and said triumphantly: "By the way, do you have any information about the Great Thousand Worlds? Especially about that little beast, tell me about it."

Humph, considering the tempers of those ruthless characters, the Phoenix King must have been completely destroyed, right? I wonder how that little beast will react.

"This..." The Supreme Heavenly Master who was in charge of receiving intelligence from the outside world hesitated to speak, looking very embarrassed.

"What? Did you ignore my orders and not receive any information from the Great Thousand World? Or has the Great Thousand World been peaceful all this time?"

The old ancestor of the Styx stared at the Supreme Heaven who was in charge of intelligence with a bad look. This kid was just shouting "eternal happiness and a lifespan as long as the sky", but now it seems that it may not be useful.

The old man of the Styx decided to find an opportunity to replace him with someone who was better at flattering others.

Some of the Supreme Heavenly Beings who were good at observing people's words and expressions noticed that the Old Ancestor of the Styx was unhappy, and they were secretly delighted and prepared to find an opportunity to take the position.

"Reporting to the ancestor, the world has not been peaceful in the past six months. Many major events have occurred, most of which are related to that little beast."

Tian Zhizun, who was in charge of intelligence, felt the murderous gaze of the Styx Patriarch who was selecting people to devour and the wolf-like and ferocious eyes of his colleagues around him, and was so scared that his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Big thing? What big thing did that little beast do?" The old man of the Styx raised his eyebrows and felt a little depressed.

Even though he cursed, he did not doubt Ye Kong's ability to stir up trouble. If Ye Kong found out some clues and intended to take revenge, those forces would have to send out a few Heavenly Supremes to apologize.

"Reporting to the ancestor, that little beast... he united the two major forces of Daqian Palace and the gravekeepers, attacked the Maha Continent, and wiped out, wiped out the entire Maha ancient clan!" the intelligence officer said hesitantly.

"What did you say? Destroy an entire family?! Or the Maha Ancient Clan?! That's the leader of the five ancient divine clans!"

The old man of the Styx was so frightened that his face turned pale. He lost his balance in the air and almost fell down.

"What about Mahatian? And there are the two Supremes, Black and White. They have three saints in their family. Could it be that the little beast was killed?!" the old ancestor of the Styx asked anxiously.

"They are all gone... Mahatian was besieged by that man and the Lord of Immortality and died tragically on the Maha Continent. The death knell of the Maha Continent rang for seven days without stopping.
It is said that not only them, but all the masters above the Supreme level on the Maha Continent were killed without a single one left alive, and only a very small number of people with the Supreme level or below managed to save their lives. The Maha Ancient Clan was completely exterminated."

The messenger's mouth trembled as he recalled the information.

The sky suddenly calmed down, and all the blood cultivators, including the old man of the Styx, took a deep breath and looked surprised.

They were all conceited, ruthless, and notorious, but compared to this man, they were still far, far behind...

After a long time, the Styx Patriarch had a stiff face and sighed: "Good boy, what a cruel method!"

"What about the Black Sky Ancient Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Great Spiritual Mountain? What happened to these forces?"

“Your Excellency, they are all finished. The leader of the ancient Black Sky Clan died at the hands of the Demon Slayer Qin Tian and the Immortal Lord. The Phoenix King Huang Jin was beaten to death in public by that little beast on the Maha Continent. The Xuanjie old monk from the Daling Mountain was also killed in public by that little beast…”

The messenger lowered his head even more, and said in a sobbing voice:
“Now the Black Sky Ancient Clan has been captured by the Endless Fire Territory and all of them have become prisoners;
The Phoenix Clan's chief elder was nailed to death by the Undying Lord on Phoenix Mountain, bleeding for seven days and dying. The remaining Phoenix Clan was taken back to the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs by the Undying Lord.

Hundreds of continents surrounding the Holy Buddha Continent have also been besieged. It seems that everything is over. Ancestor, we must not return to the Great Thousand Worlds..."

Another round of gasps of cold air was heard, and countless people were frightened.

The eyes of the old man of the Styx went dark, and he retreated repeatedly in the air, with a heavy and endless haze rising in his heart.

At this moment, he would rather not wake up... No! He would never agree to follow Master Xuanjie to attack Feng Yusheng!

He thought he was pretty reckless, but he didn't expect that little bastard's methods were even more cruel than his! After this round, the number of Heavenly Supremes who died directly or indirectly at his hands must have exceeded a hundred!

"It's okay, it's okay... At worst, the ancestor will never return to the world again. The planes are endless now. No matter how powerful Ye Huankong is, he can't search them one by one..."

The ancestor of the Styx made up his mind that even if he became a powerful late-stage saint, he would never set foot in the big world again.

Seeing that everyone looked different, he knew that he must not show his weakness at this moment, so he deliberately shouted loudly:

"What are you afraid of? As the ancestor, I still have my cultivation. We can do whatever we want in this world and the endless lower planes! As long as we pay attention to our whereabouts, can Ye Huankong still catch us all and kill us?!"

"Old, old ancestor, that Ye..." The messenger's expression changed drastically, fear covered his face, and he wanted to remind someone.

The old man of the Styx did not give him the chance to continue telling bad news. He sealed his mouth with a palm and shouted loudly, showing his divine power.

But all this had no effect. The eyes of many disciples became even more terrified. Some of them could not stand steadily and fell to the ground.

"What are you guys afraid of? Is Ye Hankong that scary?" The old man of the Styx shouted angrily.

The sound of "pa pa" applause came from behind the old man of the Styx, accompanied by a cold exclamation of admiration.

"The old ghost of Xuehe really lives up to his reputation. Ye Haokong is definitely nothing to be afraid of."

When the old man of the Styx heard this voice, his brain seemed to explode instantly. He turned his head in astonishment, his body stiffened little by little, and a handsome face as cold as ice came into view.

"Ye, Lord Ye, why didn't you tell me you were here?"

Ye Kong shook his head and corrected him with a smile: "You are wrong. I am now the Palace Master of Daqian Palace. You should address me as Palace Master."

The old man of the Styx forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and was about to say a few words "Master Palace Master is right", but he saw Ye Kong's figure suddenly disappear, and an extremely cold male voice echoed in the air.

"But it doesn't matter if you shouted wrong. Let's go underground and have a good discussion with Huang Jin and the others."

Sorry, sorry, today is a full day, it's too hard to handle, I bow and apologize
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