Primordial Era: I, the Spiritual Stone Monkey, was born ahead of schedule to seize the throne.

Chapter 100 The Ancestral Witch Forces the Styx Blood Sea to Bathe

Houtu looked solemnly at the other ancestral witches:

"I want to go to the Blood Sea to attain enlightenment! But the Blood Sea is the place of the Styx River, and I'm afraid he won't allow it!"

"He dares!"

Zhu Rong's eyes widened, and his entire head of red hair stood on end.

Gonggong's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "Don't worry, little sister, we'll go and slaughter him right now. You just focus on your enlightenment!"

The other ancestral witches also nodded.

Although they didn't understand why their little sister didn't seek enlightenment in the Pangu Temple, but instead went to the filthy Blood Sea.

But they didn't ask.

Anyway, if the little sister wants it, the older brothers will just snatch it from her.

Qi Tian, ​​standing to the side, watched the Ancestral Witches rubbing their hands together in anticipation, and his eyelids twitched. He couldn't help but silently mourn for Styx for a few seconds.

"Old Ming, this wasn't me deliberately setting you up! It was these Ancestral Witches themselves!"

In the heart of the primordial sea of ​​blood, there stands a crimson palace.

Above the palace gate are three large characters formed by innate divine patterns: Blood God Palace!

The Daoist temple of the Styx Ancestor.

The area around the palace was filled with an aura of blood and murderous intent.

Since the beginning of time, apart from the Styx Ancestor who took human form from the Blood Sea, no one else has ever set foot here.

Even cultivators who practice the Blood Path or the Slaughter Path dare not cultivate here.

Because the malevolent energy here is too strong.

Without powerful cultivation, anyone who comes here to cultivate will be instantly assimilated and devoured by the endless baleful energy.

At this moment, inside the Blood God Palace,

While cultivating with his eyes closed, Styx suddenly felt uneasy and abruptly opened his eyes.

"What's going on? Could it be there again? The tremors have been getting more and more frequent lately. Could there be a crisis there that even our ancestor doesn't know about?"

Styx muttered to himself.

The image of the hidden place discovered beneath the Blood Sea Eye a thousand years ago involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

"What exactly is it?"

Filled with doubt, Styx couldn't understand how such a strange place could exist in this primordial world.

And it was right under my butt.

This made him very uneasy.

But there was absolutely no way to solve it.

There is an extremely strong barrier between heaven and earth there.

Even with his current peak Quasi-Saint cultivation, having recovered to the state of Three Corpses United, he was unable to break through it and could only lament his helplessness.

On this day, Styx awoke from his meditation once again.

Feeling the increasingly frequent vibrations beneath him, the unease in his heart grew stronger, making it impossible for him to concentrate on his cultivation.

"Damn it!"

The Styx Ancestor, somewhat exasperated, angrily cursed:

"Are you even going to let me pass?"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the entire sea of ​​blood trembled violently.

Before Styx could react, a tremendous roar suddenly echoed into the hall.

"Styx, come out here!"

"Get out here..."

Styx was taken aback at first, then boundless rage filled his mind. Someone actually dared to cause him trouble, and even came to his door to attack him.

This caused the Styx River to explode, bursting forth into the sea of ​​blood without a second thought.

"Splash!"

As endless rain of blood poured down, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted, roaring:

"Who dares to come here and cause trouble?"

Styx couldn't continue speaking because he saw the person who had come.

Twelve ancestral witches, their bodies radiating malevolent energy, stood above the sea of ​​blood, staring intently at him.

This made Styx shudder.

His expression changed slightly, and his tone softened:

"So you are fellow Daoists from the Witch Clan. May I ask what brings you to my Blood Sea?"

It's no wonder that Styx reacted this way; if it were anyone else, he would have killed them without a second thought.

But with all twelve Ancestral Witches present, he had no chance to assert himself.

Although he fears no ancestral witch when fighting alone, twelve of them are beyond his ability to contend with.

Seven late-stage Quasi-Saint Ancestral Witches and five mid-stage Quasi-Saint Ancestral Witches.

Even if he could draw upon the power of the Blood Sea, he would still be no match for twenty-four hands, and there were certainly more than twenty-four hands involved.

of course,

These are not what Styx fears most; what he fears most is the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

It is the true form of Pangu!

Therefore, Styx had no choice but to be polite.

"Ha ha……"

However, while he was polite, the Ancestral Witches were not. Zhu Rong stepped forward directly, glaring at the Styx River with an imposing air:

"Styx, we've got our eye on this sea of ​​blood. You should find somewhere else!"

Upon hearing this, Styx's face immediately darkened.

The anger in my heart instantly boiled over.

He was born from the Blood Sea, which was his true form. Its importance to him was self-evident; without the Blood Sea, he would lose his origin.

He's got his eye on the Blood Sea? Should we tell him to go somewhere else?

This is practically killing him!

How could the River Styx not be angry?

But circumstances were beyond his control, so he suppressed his anger and said:

"Fellow Daoist, are you joking?"

"A joke? Haha..."

Gonggong laughed immediately, then his face darkened, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light as he said:

"Styx, we don't have time to joke with you. The Blood Sea was formed from the navel of the Father God and should rightfully belong to our Wu Clan. If you know what's good for you, hand it over now."

"Excellent!" The other ancestral witches nodded in agreement.

"Hand over the Blood Sea now, or don't blame my Witch Clan for annihilating your Styx River!"

Upon hearing this, Styx could no longer contain his rage:

"This is outrageous! Do you really think I, your ancestor, am easy to bully?"

"So what if they think you're easy to bully?"

Zhu Rong looked at the River Styx, his eyes filled with mockery, and said:

"Of course, you don't have to leave. We know this Blood Sea is very important to you. So, we'll give you a chance: you'll give us the central area of ​​the Blood Sea to cultivate in, and you can cultivate at the edge of the Blood Sea!"

"ah!!!"

As soon as Zhu Rong finished speaking, the Styx roared angrily to the sky:

"You bastards! How dare you humiliate me like this! I, your ancestor, will never forgive you!"

How could he tolerate such an insult? If he really did that, how could he, Styx, maintain his foothold in the prehistoric world?

With a thought, the boundless sea of ​​blood suddenly surged with towering waves, and enormous waves of blood rushed toward the ten male ancestral witches at the forefront.

"laugh!"

Seeing the surging waves of malevolent energy and blood, Zhu Rong immediately sneered:

"Styx, have you gone mad from cultivating too much? You actually intend to use this method against us?"

The other ancestral witches also showed disdain.

The impact of these waves of blood was completely ineffective against Quasi-Saints.

Its true killing move is the endless bloodthirsty energy it contains, which can erode the primordial spirit and dissolve the physical body. Even a quasi-saint can suffer severe damage if he is not careful.

But these were completely useless to their ancestral witches.

Among the cultivators of the primordial era, who doesn't know that their ancestral witches were transformed from the essence of Pangu's blood by absorbing innate evil energy?

They can even absorb the most ferocious evil energy in the primordial world—the innate evil energy, let alone the mere blood evil energy in this sea of ​​blood.

Their ancestral witches are the nemesis of the Blood Sea.

Therefore,

Faced with the terrifying surge of blood waves, the Ancestral Witches didn't even bother to dodge. They simply unleashed their Ancestral Witch True Forms and let the blood waves crash down on them.

"Boom!"

A series of booming sounds rang out, and endless bloodthirsty energy permeated the air.

But the ancestral witches remained calm and unmoved.

This malevolent energy isn't even enough to tickle them!

Gonggong, in particular, laughed wildly:

"Haha, that feels so good, so good! Give me more so I can take a shower!"

Zhu Rong, however, felt somewhat uncomfortable; he disliked water.

"Styx, is that all you've got? You've really disappointed me!"

After saying that, Zhu Rong opened his mouth and spewed out a sky full of Ninefold True Fire.

"Hiss hiss hiss"

Instantly, the massive wave of blood was burned and evaporated.

This scene immediately caused Styx's expression to change drastically, and his heart sank.

(End of this chapter)