I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 79 Slaughtering to Sainthood, the Strongest Saint in the Underground Path

A roar pierced through the endless sea of ​​blood, echoed throughout the Nine Netherworld, and even soared beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

"What? Become a saint through the Styx River? Without the Primordial Purple Qi, wanting to become a saint is just wishful thinking."

"Hmph, these days even the most insignificant Tom, Dick, and Harry wants to become a saint. Do they really think that the Heavenly Sainthood is something you can just find anywhere?"

All the saints in the heavens mocked, saying that the Styx River was destined to have no sainthood, yet you wished him to become a saint.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you are too naive."

The voice of the Supreme Sage Taiqing rang out, and the words of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable fell. Even the two Western Sages laughed dismissively, but the Ancestral Witch Houtu in the Underworld smiled slightly:

"Hehe, the Styx should be the second saint of my earthly path."

Similarly, in the Zixiao Palace, far away in the Thirty-Three Heavens, Hongjun was suddenly taken aback.

"Damn it, Ancestor of Humanity, your attempt to use the power of the Great Tribulation to increase the number of Earthly Saints is absolutely impossible—".

A giant hand slammed down from the heavens. Hongjun was furious. According to the plan, the underworld should have been brought under the Heavenly Dao, but because of the Ancestor of Humanity, he was forced to let go.

Now that he has finally managed to suppress the Ancestor of the Earthly Path (at least that's what he thinks), if he waits for all the Sages of the Earthly Path to gather, then suppressing Pingxin at that time will be nothing but a pipe dream.

"Ancestor of Humanity, I am here today. If you wish to become a saint in the Styx River, I will destroy the Underworld."

With a single palm strike, even before it reached the ground, it caused towering waves to surge across the entire Blood Sea. Hongjun's Dharma Body descended, its fury reaching the heavens.

"Hmph, Hongjun, how I conduct myself in the Underground Path is none of your business."

In an instant, Pingxin charged out wielding a Dao artifact, but was slapped out of the Nine Netherworlds by Hongjun, who then coldly snorted:

"Ancestor of Humanity, I do not believe that you have such limited abilities. If that were the case, then you would have no chance to become a saint today."

Ye Yang looked over and saw that although Hongjun had only descended in a dharma body, he was still considered to have limitless power. After all, he was the ancestor of the Heavenly Dao. If the Ancestral Witch Houtu had descended in person, there might have been a battle, but it was only a possibility.

All that could be seen above the sea of ​​blood was Ye Yang, who had transformed into the Dharma Body of Humanity's Fortune. Although he could not be compared to the heavens, he was still a giant among men.

"Old Daoist Hongjun, you're right. My methods go far beyond this. Styx's ascension to sainthood today is preordained. Are you sure you want to stop me?"

"Hmph, Ancestor of Humanity, you have already disrupted the heavenly order. If you were not the protagonist of the next great calamity, I would have slapped you to death long ago."

Hongjun gritted his teeth in anger, but Ye Yang had grasped this point:

"That's right, this is my ceremonial retinue. What are you going to do about it? Try and bite me?"

Then his tone shifted and became playful.

"But you should think about yourself first. If nothing unexpected happens, you'll be very busy soon."

What?

In an instant, Hongjun sensed something was wrong. He tried to calculate with his fingers, but couldn't figure it out.

"Ancestor of Humanity, what exactly do you intend to do?"

But at that very moment, a terrifying aura suddenly emanated from the direction of Mount Buzhou. Hongjun's face paled in shock, and he abruptly turned to the Ancestor of Humanity, cursing loudly:

"Ancestor of Humanity—you're at it again."

Rumble.

Mount Buzhou began to shake, and the dormant will of Pangu erupted in that instant.

"Hahaha, Hongjun, no matter how much you plan, you just can't outsmart Pangu. Hahaha, in the end you can only rely on the power of the Great Calamity to destroy Pangu's will."

However, Ye Yang also understood that after unleashing the will of Pangu this time, there probably wouldn't be another chance. He then looked towards the East China Sea:

"Master Tongtian, this is your last chance to retrace Pangu's path! Are you sure you want to let it slip away?"

However, there was still no response. Ye Yang chuckled, already understanding the situation:

"It seems you want to go your own way. Well, at least you'll have someone to accompany you."

On the Buzhou Mountain side, the Dutian Divine Fiend Formation had reached its peak. The Ancestral Witch condensed the true form of Pangu and summoned the will of Pangu. Although this time it was not as powerful as the previous times, it was still something that the demon race could not withstand.

Rumble.

In an instant, it was as if mountains collapsed and the earth split open, and a beam of light streaked across the primordial land.

"One axe splits the heavens—".

Pangu's true form, having activated the will of Pangu, wielded a giant axe and used the stars of the heavens as chaos to cleave it out fiercely.

Screams rang out continuously, and a rain of blood fell from the primordial chaos. The divine axe that had materialized struck the Zhou Tian Star Array fiercely, causing more than half of the endless demon race to perish.

clang--.

At the critical moment, the Eastern Emperor Bell rang, and Donghuang Taiyi, at the cost of his own backlash, stabilized the celestial constellations.

"Hmph, that's too presumptuous."

The Eastern Emperor Bell was constantly being stimulated, but that was not enough.

"Elder brother, please help me."

In an instant, another golden crow attacked, its entire body burning with terrifying magical power.

"The name of my Demon Emperor will be etched in the heavens, causing stars to fall—".

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi joined forces to fight to the death, even burning their original divine power to repeatedly strike Pangu's true body, but to no avail.

"Damn it, that damned Ancestor of Humanity! If it weren't for that drop of Houtu's essence blood he gave us, we wouldn't be in such a passive position."

They can't fight back, and their own demon race is constantly dying. What can they do besides barking like helpless dogs?

All the great beings in the heavens looked towards Mount Buzhou, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky also looked towards Mount Buzhou. They saw a beam of light suddenly appear and stand proudly on Mount Buzhou.

"Great God Pangu, I have already said that since you are dead, you should protect the primordial world well and be reborn."

The Jade Disc of Illumination was thrown out, and in an instant, Pangu's will was suppressed. After several awakenings and confrontations, Pangu's will had been almost exhausted; otherwise, how could Hongjun have dared to suppress it?

Even so, it was still impossible for Hongjun to spare the attention to deal with other matters.

"The Lich War is the will of Heaven. Pangu, do you intend to destroy the primordial world yourself? Sleep now—"

With a terrifying surge of power, the Wheel of Heaven manifested, and Pangu's will was suppressed.

Damn it.

The ancestral witch of the witch clan cursed angrily, "Don't be so biased!"

"kill--."

Now that things have come to this, what can be done? However, at this critical moment, lotus flowers suddenly bloomed on the vast land, and golden light emerged from all directions, spreading rapidly from the direction of the sea of ​​blood.

Old man—.

A terrifying holy aura swept over.

"Today, I, the Styx Ancestor, founded the Asura Clan, attained enlightenment and became a Saint of the Earthly Path, with the Daoist name Styx, and used the Endless Karmic Fire Red Lotus to suppress the destiny."

Rumble.

In an instant, starting from the side of the Styx Ancestor, smooth streaks of light spread out.

"Styx, you bastard—".

Hongjun, being so far away, could only bark helplessly. Once he left, the will of the great god Pangu would awaken.

"Hmph, Hongjun, what does my becoming a Saint of the Earthly Dao have to do with your Heavenly Dao? If you can't stand it, you can have a fight. My Yuan Tu Abi has been itching to fight for a long time."

Ye Yang laughed heartily upon seeing this:

"Ancestor Styx, now is the perfect time. Make your move and let them see the power of a Daoist Saint. Back then, the Tongtian Sect Leader fought five against one and even killed one. I wonder how many you can take on today?"

These words made Styx uncomfortable:

"Ancestor of Humanity, stop comparing that bastard Tongtian to me. I became a saint through slaughter, and my combat power is unparalleled. I can easily defeat Tongtian."

However, these words drew discontent from Penglai Immortal Island:

"Ancestor Styx, wait. If you can break the Four Swords of Zhuxian, I will kowtow to you."

"Hahaha, just wait, but let's deal with the small fry first."

In an instant, a mysterious aura stretched for nine thousand miles, and the Styx River arrived riding on auspicious clouds.

"Two Western Saints, I, the Great Saint of the Styx, have come to meet you."

Yuan Tu Abi transformed into two long dragons and charged directly at Jieyin Zhunti.

"Hey, Styx, you've gone too far!"

"Hmph, I've gone too far with you, what can you do about it?"

As he spoke, Styx's unparalleled combat power erupted.

(End of this chapter)