Chapter 116 Shura appears, Netherworld appears (third update)
Deep in the sea of blood, Taoist Styx looked closely at the struggling soul in front of him.
Since recent days, some wronged souls have often appeared in the blood sea. Among these wronged souls, there are human beings, demon clans, loose immortals...all kinds of races. They didn't know why, as if a mysterious force pulled them here.
The evil ghosts couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw the sea of blood, because the aura emanating from the sea of blood made them feel very friendly, which stimulated their inner desire, which was a subconscious desire for their mother's embrace.
Therefore, these souls who had been wandering for a long time and whose consciousness had gradually become blurred, came to the land of blood sea in ignorance. When they saw the blood sea like their relatives, they threw themselves into it without hesitation.
If Styx normally saw these souls, he would feel very impatient, because these wronged souls were too noisy in the sea of blood, but seeing them today, Styx felt as if he had found a new direction.
There was a feeling deep in his heart that with these wronged souls, he could create a new race.
Just do what you think of, and just like that, Taoist Styx devoted himself to the research on the wronged soul.
I don't know how long it took, but the look of enlightenment in Ming He's eyes gradually increased. He was sitting cross-legged on top of the Twelfth Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, holding a ball of essence and blood in his hand, which was the essence and blood tempered from the sea of blood.
He grabbed a soul from nowhere in his hand, squeezed the magic formula with his hand, pointed on the soul, and injected a stream of blood and essence into the soul, and then used his understanding of the way of creation to innovate and create. The new soul is surrounded by Tao Yun. Under the influence of the Styx's Tao of Creation, the soul seems to have slowly transformed from illusion into reality, condensing into a physical body.
At the same time, Styx relied on his understanding of the way of blood killing to inject a lot of murderous intent into this new soul, so that once he was born, he would be able to kill for him non-stop!
It took ninety-nine and eighty-one days for Styx to create its first living being. At the moment when the creature was created, the sea of netherworld and blood was enveloped by an endless Taoist rhyme, and the sound of Heavenly Dao swayed thousands of miles across the sky!
The sea of blood rolled, the waves roared, and the light of creation penetrated the sky and the earth. When the first creature created by the Styx appeared in the wild world, heaven felt something, thunder roared, and the wind and clouds rolled back above the nine heavens. , boundless merit is condensed on the sea of blood.
"Rumble..."
In the depths of the blood sea, there was such a huge movement and such a large concentration of merits that it immediately shocked the whole world. It was noticed by countless great powers. A large number of masters' spiritual thoughts flew through the sky, broke through the earth, and came to the depths of the blood sea, wanting to find out what happened. .
"What on earth is Styx doing? Could it be that he is creating some great supernatural power? No! Hiss! That's... that's not the demon race, nor the human race, nor the witch race, nor any creature in the ancient world! Is this... could it be... Are you saying that this Styx Taoist is imitating Nuwa and wants to create a new race, so that’s why he has so many merits?”
"The merits sent from heaven show that this matter is done according to the will of heaven and cannot be stopped, otherwise you will be punished by heaven... Could it be that Minghe wants to imitate Nuwa and create a new race to become a saint?! Hiss! This... this impossible!"
The faces of countless great supernatural powers changed wildly after they found out the purpose of Styx. If Styx was really allowed to become a saint through this, the consequences would be simply unimaginable.
"Greetings to our ancestors! Thank you for your kindness in creation!"
The first creature created by Styx had a terrifying killing intent in his eyes, as if he could kill all enemies in the world. Only when facing the River Styx, he showed awe.
Minghe glanced at him lightly. This creature was not an innate Taoist body, and its strength was only about that of a human immortal, but they could practice.
No longer paying attention to anything else, Styx seemed to have found his direction, and he continued to create creatures.
Slowly, the years passed, and hundreds of years passed. Above the Nether Sea of Blood, the Tao Yun lingers, and the mysterious light of creation shines, reaching the sky and the earth, becoming more and more grand and ethereal, covering the entire Blood Sea.
As one creature after another was created, endless merits gathered above the sea of blood, condensing into a majestic force, making more and more great powers from the ancient world jealous!
These creatures created by the Styx have different shapes. The men have extremely hideous and ugly faces. Some have eight arms on their hands, some have wings on their ribs, some are wearing leather armor, and some have fangs exposed... The women are But she is beautiful and graceful!
Towards the end, the cultivation of these creatures will become higher, and in the end they will even be comparable to immortals. These cultivation levels may be nothing in the ancient world, and are extremely insignificant, but don't forget that this is a race just created by Styx, with extraordinary potential. With future cultivation, the cultivation level can be continuously improved. The most important thing is that there is a murderous nature deep in their souls. They are very good at killing, as if they were born for killing, and can compete with the tribulation demons of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Demon Lord.
"This...how is this possible? The creatures created by the Styx are getting stronger and stronger, and there will be another top force in the future."
The great supernatural power users were shocked. In the past, Styx was just a solitary man. Although his cultivation was strong and he had countless Blood God Sons, it was nothing. But now there is a race standing behind him. If he establishes his power, it will be the beginning of history. Top power.
"Greetings to the ancestor!"
Countless creatures densely knelt before the Styx. Deep in their memories, it was the Styx that created them, and their bloodline originated from the Styx.
Minghe closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was comprehending something. The Taoist rhythm was flowing around his body, and the blood was boiling. After a long time, he opened his eyes, looked at the race he had created, and said to the one with the highest cultivation level:
"From now on, you are King Asura, and I give you the name...Emperor Shakten!"
"Thank you, ancestor, for giving me the name. I am Emperor Shitian! Roar!" Emperor Shitian bowed respectfully to the River Styx, then knelt down and roared to the sky, with a fighting spirit in his body and a murderous aura that shocked the world!
"The way of heaven is above, and the poor Taoist Styx created a clan today. This clan is warlike and bloodthirsty, and their name is... Asura!" Styx ignored the others, raised his head to the sky, and said loudly.
"Roar! Asura! Asura!..."
Countless Asuras looked up to the sky and roared, and the roars made the sky change color and the wind and clouds roll back!
Countless merits gathered in the nine heavens, falling down in an instant until they fell into the Styx. Styx stepped on the twelve-grade red lotus, raised his head to the sky, his bloody hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, and an invisible power rose into the sky and spread to the entire sea of blood.
The momentum of his whole body rose sharply at this moment, spreading in the depths of the sea of blood, destroying the sky. His realm was rising infinitely, and he broke through the quasi-sage stage in an instant, cut off his corpse, and became the quasi-sage stage. Finally, it slowly stopped at the late peak.
Styx didn't stop, and continued to look up to the sky and shout loudly:
"I, the Blood Sea and the Nether River, today take the Blood Sea as my domain, use Asura as my crowd, use the twelve-pin red lotus to suppress the luck, and establish the Netherworld Sect! Asura, fight against the heavens, the battlefield, the people, the immortals, and the underworld. Kill the gods, kill the gods, kill the gods, kill the gods, kill the gods! Kill! Kill..."