Primordial Era: Starting with the Immortals of the Jie Sect to Prove the Dao of Hunyuan

Chapter 101 Contemplating the Path, Attacking Ganshui

The Underworld was newly established and there were many things to do. In addition, the Witch Clan had moved in. Li Qing was dealing with various matters in the Underworld when he suddenly felt something and looked up in the direction of the Sea of ​​Blood.

The endless filth in the sea of ​​blood could not conceal the auspicious clouds. After a chant, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword that had been entrenched on Styx's body for many years emitted a sharp sword cry. Along with the sword energy, it was pulled out of Styx's body, transformed into a white light, and soared into the sky, flying towards the direction of Golden Turtle Island in the East Sea.

Ancestor Styx groaned, his body swaying slightly. The moment the Immortal Execution Sword left his body, an indescribable feeling of ease washed over him.

He immediately activated the power of the Blood Sea, and the wound began to heal slowly. Although his vital energy was greatly depleted, at least he was no longer under anyone's control.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Styx Ancestor bowed deeply and said, "Please, Sage, rest in my Asura Palace for a while."

Zhunti Daoist waved his hand: "There's no need for that. Although you have entered the Western Paradise, we will not impose any restrictions on you. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to Mount Sumeru to find me."

After saying this, without waiting for Styx's reply, a flash of divine light appeared beneath his feet, and his figure disappeared into the swirling auspicious clouds.

"There's only one point I understand, fellow Daoist. However, Xuanqiong is a direct disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master and is recognized by the Hongjun Dao Ancestor. Unless a calamity of slaughter among the immortals of the Three Teachings arrives, you must not harbor any further murderous intent towards him. Otherwise, even my senior brother and I would find it difficult to withstand the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa!"

"A calamity befalling the gods? I, the ancestor, can afford to wait!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the Styx Ancestor vanished from his disheveled state and strode back into the Asura Palace. He looked towards the Netherworld and his gaze met Li Shu's.

"Let you be arrogant for a little while longer!"

Li Qing and the Styx Ancestor locked eyes, and the same thought crossed their minds.

"We absolutely must get our hands on the Blood Sea!"

Li Qing withdrew his gaze, concealing the turbulent emotions surging within him.

Since his previous advancement to the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and the acquisition of the merits of the Ghost Immortal Path and the Dao Fruit of the Ghost Immortal Ancestor, he has felt his mind becoming increasingly open, connecting many things together.

What matches the twelve Heavenly Kings Banners best is this entire sea of ​​blood.

However, as the place where the primordial world absorbed filth, the loss of the Blood Sea would be an enormous karmic consequence.

But Li Qing also possesses a divine ability to devour!

All of this seems both accidental and inevitable!

Li Qing composed himself and thought to himself, "No wonder they say that the Great Luo Golden Immortal is the starting point of cultivation. I would never have imagined these things before!"

Moreover, after bestowing titles upon the ghosts and gods of the underworld, he gained a deeper understanding of the path of immortals. As long as the demon race falls and the Heavenly Court is established, he can go to heaven to create the path of post-heavenly immortals.

"It's just that my cultivation level is still a little lacking."

Li Qing tapped the armrest. Mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal—this cultivation level was utterly insignificant compared to Haotian Yaochi!

The lich and the demons were both severely weakened, and the Heavenly Court gradually became the center of the primordial world.

If Haotian had any ambition, he would definitely both use and be wary of this ancestor of ghost immortals and the sect of gods.

As for him, if he wants to prove his Dao, he must also compete for the fortune of the Heavenly Court, otherwise wouldn't he be unworthy of the name "Xuanqiong" given to him by Dao Ancestor Hongjun?

"The best course of action would be to first assume the position of one of the Six Emperors, and then replace the Supreme Jade Emperor of the Golden Palace of the Azure Heaven with the title of the Jade Emperor of the Highest Heaven."

Li Qing pondered the future and his own path: "The Netherworld is gradually perfecting itself, only the sun and moon have not yet appeared. Once the sun and moon manifest, I can unlock the laws of my world and break through to the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!"

"Break through to the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, then comprehend the laws of mental power, and use the power of one's mind to refine the twelve demon gods, preparing for the attainment of the Dao."

"These things, one by one, need to be done slowly; they can't be rushed, but they also can't be delayed. Right now, the most important task is to bring the sun and moon back to life in the underworld so that I can advance to the late stage of the Great Luo realm."

While Li Qing was pondering, he had already unleashed his auspicious cloud and begun to deduce how to bring the sun and moon into the underworld, but he made no progress for the time being.

After the ancestral witches returned to the Pangu Palace, they secretly summoned Chi You and began to use the secret method of reincarnation transmitted by Hou Tu Ruo to draw out the Pangu essence blood remaining in the Pangu Palace, which transformed into a blood cocoon and wrapped Chi You inside.

As everything entered a long waiting period, Dijiang looked at the blood cocoon and suddenly snorted coldly.

"While we were all preoccupied with Houtu's sacrifice to reincarnate, the demon race crippled Da Yi on Taiyin Star. This matter cannot be left unresolved!"

"But rebuilding the Ancestral Witches takes time, and time is what our Witch Clan lacks most right now. If we fight the Demon Clan now, what if they disregard the Dao Ancestor's orders and engage in a premature final battle with us?"

Zhu Jiuyin looked slightly worried. He also wanted to avenge Da Yi, but he was also worried that the demon race would fight to the bitter end.

"Heh, those demons think our witch clan are all brave but reckless. If we don't vent our anger, won't that let those demons see through our witch clan's weakness?"

Xuanming sneered and retorted from another angle.

Upon hearing this, the group of ancestral witches exchanged glances and all agreed that it made sense.

"I do have a place, beyond the Southeast Sea, where there is the Sweet River. Long ago, ten golden crows patrolled the sky, and nine of them were shot down by Yi the Archer. Xihe hid their bodies on the banks of the Sweet River and worshipped them with secret methods, hoping to revive them. Why don't we go and conquer this place to avenge our brother Yi the Archer!"

Shebishi sensed Ganshui through the laws within the human flesh and blood that the demon race had collected. Originally, he planned to eliminate Ganshui after the final battle, but now it was just right to use it to take revenge on the demon race.

"good!"

Dijiang raised his hand, and the laws of space condensed into a jet-black spear in his palm. "I will clear the way, Zhurong and Gonggong will lead the attack, Jumang and Rushou will provide support, and the rest of you will stay behind. Once we succeed, we will immediately retreat to the Pangu Palace. The new Ancestral Witch has not yet been born, so it is not advisable to start a full-scale war at this time, but we must vent our anger."

Then, turning to Zhu Jiuyin, he said, "Second brother, manipulate the power of time to bring forth the new Ancestral Witch as soon as possible!"

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone responded in unison.

The following morning, on the banks of the Gan River in the Southeast Sea, the starlight barrier set up by Xihe shimmered with a faint silver light in the morning glow, like a thin veil draped over the nine altars.

At the center of the altar, the corpses of nine golden crows were enveloped in the true fire of the sun, their feathers still golden and radiant, as if they were merely asleep.

Xihe used branches of the Fusang tree as fuel and the essence of the sun as fire, refining the nine corpses day and night in an attempt to condense the annihilated true spirits and revive the nine golden crows.

The next moment, the void suddenly tore apart.

Without warning, a pitch-black spatial rift opened up above Ganshui. Within the rift, Dijiang's figure had not yet fully solidified when the spatial spear in his hand transformed into a black lightning bolt, piercing fiercely into the weakest point of the Starshine Restriction.

The other four Ancestral Witches followed Dijiang and attacked together, breaking the great formation. The nine altars in the formation collapsed under the repeated bombardment of the five Ancestral Witches.

The corpses of the nine golden crows, enveloped by the Qi of Weak Water and Wood, flew out of the shattered altar and fell in all directions.