Chapter 133: Inner Blood Sea, Demon God's Remaining Avenue, Influence, Speculation Comes True, Reincarnation Mark

This went on for many years, and the entire prehistoric world was bustling with activity. The gathering of countless forces made Buddhism stronger.

The Kunlun Immortal Clan also developed well. In the entire prehistoric land, the countless forces that emerged also respected the Wu Clan.

The entire prehistoric land was unknowingly occupied by the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan just followed the natural course and became the master of the prehistoric land.

With such changes, the great era of cultivation has also entered the Hunyuan era.

The core of this era is the Hunyuan realm. If you don't enter Hunyuan, you don't even have the qualifications to speak.

Now, Di Qing, the most powerful Hunyuan master of the Wu clan, came to the sea of ​​blood with Hou Tu as the Wu clan’s celebration ended.

The Blood Sea is located at the southeastern border, close to the Buzhou Land. In terms of area, the Blood Sea is not inferior to the ocean where the Scale Armor Clan evolved.

Now the sea of ​​blood was surging, and endless blood was rippling. In the red blood, there was a stench and filth.
Therefore, the Blood Sea became a filthy place in the eyes of many monks, and few monks came here.

However, the Sea of ​​Blood fulfills the responsibility of heaven and earth, attracting the scattered blood of cultivators from all over the prehistoric world, and also receiving the residual souls and obsessions of countless fallen cultivators.

Therefore, it is rumored that the Sea of ​​Blood is the place where the blood of the great god Pangu was formed.

But from what Hou Tu said, this sea of ​​blood was the Dantian of Pangu the Father. What is Dantian? It is a place for storing mana in the lower abdomen of a cultivator after he transforms into a human. Basically, all the mana of all the cultivators who transform into human beings is integrated into the Dantian. Therefore, Dantian has become a precious place in the eyes of many cultivators.

The sea of ​​blood that has transformed from such an engulfed land is definitely not as simple as the rumors say.

Di Qing had been to the blood sea before, but he had not comprehended it much. Now, watching the blood sea rolling, he could not find anything special.

With doubts and prying thoughts, Emperor Qing's divine thoughts scattered and crossed the sea of ​​blood. Unfortunately, all he saw and heard were endless resentment and residual souls.

The only special thing is that deep in the sea of ​​blood, there is a special island. Inside the island, there is a monk.

The cultivator sensed Di Qing's divine consciousness and was startled. He felt a little terrified: "This vast divine consciousness! What on earth is..."

As soon as I started to wonder, I saw Di Qing and Hou Tu landing on the island.

The cultivator was so frightened that he panicked: "Immortal Emperor Qing, Ancestral Witch Hou Tu, you, you..."

"Minghe, how are you?" The cultivator in front of him was Minghe. When Emperor Qing preached in Kunlun, he and Minghe had met once. They had never met again since then.

Minghe is of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones, and his cultivation is not bad among many cultivators. However, Minghe is a loner and rarely goes out, so he is not well-known in the prehistoric world. But Minghe is definitely not a weakling.

The Minghe in Emperor Qing's sight was at the peak of half-step Primordial Realm in terms of cultivation, and contained traces of many cultivation systems and methods. It was obvious that the Minghe was an ascetic monk.

Minghe's lonely and hard face forced a hint of awkward smile: "Imperial Ancestor Di Qing, Ancestral Witch Hou Tu, why did you come to my blood sea? My blood sea is not a good place to go, and it is not worth much. I..." "Minghe, don't panic. I came to the blood sea this time just to take a look and find some doubts." Di Qing comforted Minghe. Facing this guy, he 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 the blood sea. Do you know what is special in this blood sea?"

"No? I was born in the sea of ​​blood for many years, and what I saw and heard were the same. Moreover, with the outbreak of the great catastrophe, the sea of ​​blood was also expanding. There were more and more resentments and residual souls. There was nothing strange at all!" Minghe did not dare to hide it and answered everything he knew.

Di Qing also gained a deeper understanding of the Blood Sea from the story told by the Styx. Looking at the island under his feet, he asked, "Where did your dojo come from? Did the Blood Sea evolve by itself, or..."

"This island is an innate Taoist temple formed by the condensation of the endless essence of flesh and blood in the Blood Sea. It is also the only Taoist temple in the Blood Sea. Therefore, over the years, the second creature bred by the Blood Sea, Taoist Mosquito, has been trying to snatch this island from me whenever he can." Minghe told Di Qing everything he knew.

There was no way, as Di Qing's strength was absolutely well known. Minghe was also afraid that Di Qing would be upset and be crushed to death.

After hearing this, Di Qing looked at the bloody island again, and became a little curious. But the curiosity did not last long, and he left with Hou Tu.

Minghe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Although he didn't know what Diqing and Houtu were going to do, as long as they didn't deal with him, that was enough.

After leaving the Styx Dojo, Di Qing immediately took Hou Tu deep into the sea of ​​blood.

“Since nothing can be seen on the surface of the blood sea, let’s go beneath the blood sea.” Di Qing murmured, tearing the blood sea apart and going deep beneath the blood sea.

The blood sea is very deep, not inferior to the depth of the ocean. However, after reaching the bottom of the blood sea, looking at the inky black seabed, Di Qing's eyes were filled with disgust.

"The condensation of filth is really unpleasant to watch." Everything that Emperor Qing saw was transformed by filth. This was the result of the resentment, obsession, and filth of countless sentient beings in the prehistoric world that flowed into the sea of ​​blood after death, and was formed as the blood sea precipitated and filtered.

It was pitch black, but it was the condensation of filth. Any slight touch would be enough to scare a cultivator. After all, cultivators today all pursued purity. If they were affected by such filth, they would definitely lose countless cultivation points.

Emperor Qing explored this place, hoping to find something unusual. Unfortunately, the bottom of this blood sea was no different from the blood sea, and there was no difference.

Then Tu seemed to have sensed something, and his deep eyes seemed to have found some truth: "Emperor Qing, I feel it. This is not the real bottom of the blood sea. This is just the blood sea land formed by the filth condensed by the primeval world over the endless years. And the real land of the blood sea is still under the filth!"

"Under the filth?" Emperor Qing didn't even think twice, and tore the endless filth apart with the Great Dao. He then cast a spell, borrowing the power of Hunyuan to cut off the filth.

Then he went deep into the filth, just like he went deep into the earth. But Di Qing had never expected that the earth made of filth would be so thick. It could even be compared to the thickness of the thirty-six layers of Tiangang.

It was no wonder that no monk had discovered the peculiarity of the blood sea. After all, no one wanted to be contaminated by this filth, let alone explore it in depth. Moreover, the filth was piled so deep that even if someone explored it, they would not spend so much effort to dig it out.

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

However, the sea of ​​blood before him was not as filthy as the one he had seen before. Instead, it was bright red like a ruby, pure and flawless, and contained a rich energy of blood.

This is like the blood essence of countless cultivators, which has been precipitated over the years and turned into pure resources. Such resources are absolutely precious to many body-refining cultivators. Even for the current witch clan, the resources here are of extremely high value.

(End of this chapter)