Primordial Era: Exceptional Comprehension, Destroying Buzhou Mountain at the Start

Chapter 133 Inner Blood Sea, Remnants of the Demon God's Great Dao, Possible Influence, Speculation Comes True, Mark of Reincarnation

For many years, the entire prehistoric world was bustling with activity, and the convergence of countless forces led to the growth of Buddhism.

The Kunlun Immortal Clan is also doing well. Throughout the entire primordial land, countless forces have emerged, all revering the Wu Clan.

Unbeknownst to many, the entire primordial land was occupied by the Wu tribe. And so, naturally, the Wu tribe became the masters of the primordial land.

With such changes, the era of great cultivation has entered the era of primordial chaos.

The core of this era is the Primordial Chaos Realm. Without reaching the Primordial Chaos Realm, one doesn't even have the right to speak.

Now, Di Qing, the most powerful Hunyuan expert of the Wu Clan, has come to the Blood Sea Land with Hou Tu as the Wu Clan's celebrations have subsided.

The Blood Sea is located in the southeastern border region, near the land of Buzhou. In terms of area, the Blood Sea is no less than the ocean evolved by the Scaled Armor Clan.

Now, the sea of ​​blood churns, endless streams of blood swirl, and a stench and filth permeate the crimson water.

Therefore, the Sea of ​​Blood was considered a filthy place by many cultivators, and few dared to come here.

However, the Blood Sea, upholding the responsibilities of heaven and earth, draws in the scattered blood of cultivators from all corners of the primordial world, and also receives the remnant souls and obsessions of countless fallen cultivators.

Therefore, the Blood Sea is also said to be the place formed from the blood of the great god Pangu.

According to Houtu, this Sea of ​​Blood was formed from the dantian of the Father God Pangu. What is the dantian? It's a place in the lower abdomen where cultivators store their magical power after transforming into human form. Almost all cultivators who have taken human form channel their magical power into their dantian. Therefore, the dantian is a precious place in the eyes of many cultivators.

The sea of ​​blood that this place, which was enveloped in, is far more complex than the rumors suggest.

Di Qing had visited the Blood Sea before, but hadn't gained much insight from it. Now, watching the Blood Sea churning, he couldn't find anything particularly special about it.

Filled with doubt and a desire to observe, Di Qing's divine sense scattered, sweeping across the sea of ​​blood. Unfortunately, all he saw and heard were endless resentment and remnant souls.

The only unique thing is that deep within the sea of ​​blood lies a special island. On that island lives a cultivator.

The cultivator sensed Di Qing's divine sense and was startled, a slight sense of fear rising within him: "This vast divine sense! Just what...?"

Just as doubt arose, they saw Di Qing and Hou Tu land on the island.

The cultivator was terrified and panicked: "Immortal Ancestor Emperor Qing, Ancestral Witch Houtu, you, you all..."

"Minghe, how have you been?" The cultivator before him was indeed Minghe. Di Qing and Minghe had met once during a lecture at Kunlun. They hadn't seen each other since.

Styx was of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones, and his cultivation level was quite good among many cultivators. However, Styx was aloof and rarely went out, so he was not well-known in the prehistoric world. But Styx was definitely not weak.

The Styx River in Di Qing's sight was at the pinnacle of the half-step Hunyuan realm in terms of cultivation, and it contained traces of many cultivation systems and methods. Clearly, the Styx River was an ascetic cultivator.

Styx's aloof and hardened face forced a slightly awkward smile: "Immortal Ancestor Emperor Qing, Ancestral Witch Houtu, what brings you to my Blood Sea? This Blood Sea is no good place, nor does it hold much value. I..."

"Minghe, do not panic. We came to the Blood Sea merely to take a look and find some answers to our questions," Di Qing reassured Minghe, who had initially thought he was going to kill him. Seeing Minghe regain his composure, he asked, "Minghe, you are also a creature of the Blood Sea and understand it. Do you know anything special about this Blood Sea?"

"No? I've been born in the Blood Sea for many years, and everything I've seen and heard is the same. Moreover, with the outbreak of the Great Cataclysm, the Blood Sea is also expanding. There are more and more resentful spirits and remnant souls, so there's nothing special about it!" Styx dared not hide anything and answered with everything he knew.

From the Styx River's account, Di Qing gained a deeper understanding of the Blood Sea. Looking at the island beneath his feet, he asked, "Where did this training ground come from? Did the Blood Sea evolve on its own, or…?"

"This island is an innate Daoist field formed from the condensation of endless blood and flesh essence from the Blood Sea, and it is the only Daoist field in the Blood Sea. Therefore, in recent years, the second being born in the Blood Sea, the Mosquito Daoist, has been trying to seize this island from me whenever he has the chance." Styx was completely open and honest with Di Qing.

There was no way around it; Di Qing's power was absolutely common knowledge. Even Styx was afraid that if Di Qing became displeased, he might crush him on sight.

Upon hearing this, Di Qing looked at the Blood Sea Island again, a hint of curiosity rising within him. But his curiosity didn't last long, and he left with Hou Tu.

Styx breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. Although he didn't know what Di Qing and Hou Tu were planning, as long as they didn't target him, that was enough.

However, after leaving the Styx Dojo, Di Qing immediately led Hou Tu deep into the Blood Sea.

"Since nothing can be seen on the surface of the Blood Sea, let's go beneath it." Di Qing murmured, tearing apart the Blood Sea and venturing deep beneath it.

The Blood Sea was very deep, no less so than the ocean. However, upon reaching the bottom of the Blood Sea and looking at the pitch-black seabed, Di Qing's eyes were filled with disgust.

"The accumulation of filth is truly unpleasant to behold." Everything Di Qing could see was formed from filth. This was a collection of the resentment, obsessions, and filth of countless beings from the primordial world who flowed into the sea of ​​blood after death, formed by the sedimentation and filtration of the sea of ​​blood.

It was pitch black, yet a concentrated form of filth. Even a slight touch was enough to terrify a cultivator. After all, cultivators today pursue purity; to be affected by such filth would undoubtedly result in a significant loss of cultivation.

Di Qing explored this place, hoping to find something unusual. Unfortunately, the bottom of this Blood Sea was no different from any other Blood Sea; he couldn't discern any difference.

Then, as if sensing something, Tu's profound gaze seemed to have discovered some profound truth: "Di Qing, I sense it. This is not the true bottom of the Blood Sea; this is merely the Blood Sea land formed by the filth accumulated over countless ages. The true land of the Blood Sea lies beneath this filth!"

"Beneath the filth?" Without a second thought, Di Qing used the Great Dao to tear apart the endless filth. He then cast a spell, borrowing the power of primordial chaos to sever the filth.

Then he ventured deep into the filth, as if plunging into the earth itself. But even Di Qing hadn't expected that this earth, formed from the filth, would be so deep—comparable to the thickness of the thirty-sixth level of the Heavenly Gang Realm.

It's no wonder that no cultivators discovered the unique nature of the Blood Sea. After all, no one wants to be tainted by this filth, let alone delve into it. Moreover, the filth is piled up so deep that even if someone were to explore, they wouldn't expend so much effort to dig it out.

After a long time, Di Qing finally opened a passage, traversing endless filth, and saw the sea of ​​blood once again.

However, the sea of ​​blood before them was not as filthy as the one they had seen before. Instead, it was a deep red, like a ruby, pure and flawless, and contained a rich concentration of vital energy.

This is akin to the essence and blood of countless cultivators, refined over time, transforming into an incomparably pure resource. Such a resource is incredibly precious to many body-refining cultivators. Even for the current Witch Clan, the resources here hold extremely high value.

(End of this chapter)