Primordial Era: I, Wutu, govern the Earthly Dao and suppress the Heavenly Dao.

Chapter 101 Enlightenment at the Styx River, Zhenyuan Bestows Treasures to Help Establish Asura

If you were to ask who in the primordial world loved learning the most, you would ask...

It has to be the Blood Sea and the Styx!

Like many other primordial beings such as Dongwanggong and Randeng, the Styx River was born and took human form ahead of time during the primordial chaos created by Qingli.

However, the place where he was born was the Blood Sea, which was far too filthy. Even though he had a deep background and was accompanied by several top-grade innate spiritual treasures, the other Chaos Demon Gods had no intention of coming to the Netherworld Blood Sea.

A sense of connection through taking on a disciple?

Not a single one!

Born with the cultivation level of a mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal, he has experienced the Dragon-Han Tribulation, and his cultivation level is still only mid-stage.

Unable to attain enlightenment or receive teachings from powerful beings, his cultivation progressed not only slowly, but not at all!

Who can he kill in the sea of ​​blood, given that he wields the laws of slaughter?

Apart from him, there is no other living being in the Blood Sea.

If you kill countless souls who have nowhere to go, you will bear immense karma!

Not to mention improving cultivation, it might even greatly reduce it!

He had the desire to experience the blood sea and practice the path of slaughter, or to seek out a powerful ancestor to become his disciple, but given his own filth and his cultivation level of only a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how could he dare to easily enter the prehistoric world?

To enter is to enter into calamity!

Forget about becoming an apprentice; you'll most likely be killed on the spot!

Therefore, he could only suffer in the turbulent, blood-soaked sea of ​​blood.

He knew very well that without the right opportunity, he would be stuck at this point for the rest of his life.

The emergence of the Witch Clan caused his Dao heart to tremble, as if he had gained some enlightenment.

Following the emergence of the Demon Race, the establishment of the Celestial Court, the founding of the Monster Race, and the birth of the Human Race, the rise and fall of various races in the primordial world caused Styx to suddenly realize: "With the emergence of so many races, I, Styx, should also establish a race in the Blood Sea!"

"By nourishing oneself with the fortune of one's race, one can surely break through this bottleneck, and it's even possible to attain enlightenment in the future!"

But the moment this thought of enlightenment arose, Styx was doused with a bucket of cold water by the reality of his insufficient strength.

He only has the cultivation level of a mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal. Although the Blood Sea contains boundless evil energy and turbidity, it lacks the vitality of creation. With his strength alone, how could he create a race?

Moreover, he had clearly "seen" that the emergence of other races and forces was always aided by powerful ancestors.

Without any help or powerful backing, it was impossible for him to establish a true race!

"Sigh~"

Styx gazed at the boundless sea of ​​blood around him, feeling utterly helpless, and sighed in despair: "Even if I attain enlightenment, what good will it do? Without power, how can I create a race?"

"What difficulty is there in establishing a race?"

Just then, a majestic voice pierced through the waves of the blood-red sea and clearly entered the River Styx.

Sensing this, the Styx River immediately looked up.

Suddenly, a figure in an earthen yellow hue appeared silently above the sea of ​​blood!

It emitted no aura whatsoever, yet merely by floating in the air, it was enough to inspire the Styx River to worship it.

Upon seeing this figure, Styx was both surprised and delighted, and hurriedly bowed respectfully, saying, "Junior Styx pays respects to the Lord of the Underworld!"

The person who came here was Zhen Yuanzi, who could travel hundreds of millions of miles in an instant.

The Great Dao of Earth cultivated by Zhen Yuanzi encompasses all living beings and countless laws and methods.

There are many laws, and many paths.

One of these methods is indispensable for Zhen Yuanzi's plan to balance the primordial world through underground passages.

This path is the Asura path!

The Asura realm is one of the three good realms among the six realms, and is equal to that of gods and humans!

The prerequisite for this path is that the Asura race must exist first!

Without this lineage, this path cannot be achieved.

The Asura race is unlike any other race; it originated from the most defiled place in the primordial world.

Therefore, in order to help it be born, one must help the original life force of the creatures born in this place to create!

And these beings, now, only exist in the Styx!

"Um."

Zhen Yuanzi lowered his head, looking down at the kneeling Styx below, and softly responded.

Upon hearing this response, but uttering no further words, Styx's eyes lit up instantly. He then understood and respectfully bowed, saying, "I humbly request the Dao Master, since my birth, I have been trapped in a bottleneck of cultivation. I earnestly request the Dao Master to accept me as a disciple and guide me through this predicament!"

Seeing that the Styx River is intelligent and quick-witted, and that the truth should not be easily passed on, I am seeking to become a disciple rather than directly seeking answers to my questions.

Zhen Yuanzi was deeply gratified by this and said in a calm voice, "Since you are so devoted to the Dao and have the intention to become my disciple, then I will accept you as my disciple today."

"Disciple Minghe greets Master!"

Styx was overjoyed and immediately performed a grand ceremony of bowing in worship.

Having been favored by those few Chaos Demon Gods and taken as disciples, how could Styx not be overjoyed to be taken as a disciple by the strongest being in the Primordial World?

Especially now that you've taken a master, how can you not succeed in your plan to establish a clan?

Zhen Yuanzi accepted the bow, then looked Minghe up and down. "Minghe, from this day forward, you will be my eighteenth disciple."

"As I observe, you possess three innate magical treasures: the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Red Lotus, the Yuan Tu Abi Twin Swords, and all three are top-grade innate spiritual treasures."

"This proves that you are the primordial being with the most innate spiritual treasures in the entire primordial world!"

"However, since you have accepted me, Zhen Yuan, as your master, regardless of how many magical treasures you possess or what their grade is, I will bestow them upon you!"

With that, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly waved his sleeve, and a gourd-shaped light flashed from his palm to Styx's eyes. "This treasure is also a top-grade innate spiritual treasure."

"It is called: The Soul-Scattering Gourd!"

"It contains innate malevolent energy. If you were to unleash it with your current strength, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would be instantly annihilated upon contact with it!"

"You can further integrate the malevolent energy of this Netherworld Blood Sea into it in the future, and its power will surely be even greater!"

"Even a Primordial Golden Immortal tainted by this bloodthirsty aura, without a soul-protecting magic treasure, will have their primordial spirit shattered and their origin damaged. At best, their cultivation will plummet; at worst, they will perish on the spot!"

"I hope you will use this skill carefully in the future and never kill indiscriminately."

When he learned the name of this treasure, Styx was greatly encouraged, feeling that he had a connection with it.

Overjoyed to receive the power of this treasure, he hurriedly bowed in gratitude, saying, "Disciple thanks Master for bestowing this treasure upon me!"

After Styx accepted the Soul-Scattering Gourd, Zhen Yuanzi continued slowly, "Styx, your desire to establish a clan seems extremely difficult, but in reality, it is not."

"Please enlighten me, teacher," Styx hurriedly asked.

Zhen Yuanzi did not rush to solve the mystery of the Styx River, but instead raised his hand and waved it again.

In an instant, a source of earthly essence containing the power of many laws entered the sea of ​​blood.

Visibly, the raging sea of ​​blood subsided instantly, and the screams of the agonizing souls gathered there immediately ceased.

At this moment, the boundless sea of ​​blood fell into an unprecedented calm, like a huge blood-red mirror reflecting the figures of the master and disciple.

Zhen Yuanzi gazed at the calm sea of ​​blood and said, "Nether River, to establish a race, one must take the origin as the foundation, the laws as the bones, and the fortune as the blood."

Upon hearing this, Styx gazed at the calm sea of ​​blood, seemingly enlightened: "I myself am the source of the malevolent energy of the Netherworld Blood Sea, skilled in the art of slaughter, and possess the boundless fortune of the Blood Sea. I am perfectly suited to be born here—to steadily suppress the malevolent waves of the Blood Sea from now on!"

Indeed.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded with satisfaction and continued, "If this race is born, although they will inherit boundless malevolent energy and possess the nature of killing, hatred, and jealousy, they will not be demons or ferocious beasts, and will be completely different from both."

"This race is not heaven either. If they can stabilize the Blood Sea, they will make a great contribution to the primordial world, and will be a race of great benevolence!"

Styx, listening intently, had a flash of understanding in his eyes: "Born from a sea of ​​blood, wielding the power of slaughter, proving the Dao through killing, yet not a demon, not a ferocious beast! Not Heaven—not the Dao of Heaven! Hiss~"

"Teacher, this is a race, and it should also be a path!"

Seeing that Styx had grasped the meaning, Zhen Yuanzi was greatly pleased and nodded slightly, "You are a teachable child! Now, do you understand the meaning of this name?"

"Since it is not Heaven, then this name should be a name that does not belong to Heaven!"

Styx's eyes revealed determination and clarity. After bowing to Zhen Yuanzi in gratitude, he then looked down into the boundless sea of ​​blood. "This race is not heavenly, it should be called: Asura!"