Lin Xuan, Are You Seeking Death!

Cough, cough. What Lin Xuan had his eye on was naturally not Old Ancestor Ming He himself.

What he had his eye on were the two Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures in Old Ancestor Ming He's possession.

The Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus and the Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner.

These two Innate Spiritual Treasures, respectively formed from the lotus seeds and petals of the Thirty-Six-Petaled Chaos Green Lotus, were targets Lin Xuan was determined to obtain.

He planned to "borrow" these two Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures from Old Ancestor Ming He for a while.

He believed that with the "sincerity" Lin Xuan was prepared to offer, Old Ancestor Ming He would definitely be very willing to "lend" him these two personal treasures.

As for the two fierce weapons, Yuan Tu and A Bi, on Old Ancestor Ming He's person, Lin Xuan wasn't interested.

No matter how fierce these two weapons were, could they be fiercer than his God-Slaying Spear and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian?

Besides, Old Ancestor Ming He was, after all, an established Quasi-Sage in the Primordial World.

Lin Xuan still wanted to leave him a little face, lest this senior make any rash decisions.

Upon arriving at the shore of the Sea of Blood, all Lin Xuan saw was a blood-red expanse, with boundless malevolent energy soaring into the sky.

As fierce winds swept by, the Sea of Blood would occasionally churn with colossal waves.

The Asura Clan of the Sea of Blood would appear and disappear with these surging waves.

Speaking of which, the Asura Clan of the Sea of Blood could be considered a rather peculiar race in the Primordial World.

One couldn't help but wonder what Old Ancestor Ming He was thinking when he created the Asura Clan.

This race was born for Slaughter, Destruction, and combat, much like the naturally warlike Witch Clan.

However, in terms of their desire for slaughter, they were even more intense than the Witch Clan. At least the Witch Clan knew how to recuperate.

Furthermore, within this race, the male Asuras were extremely ugly, with their strength directly correlating to their ugliness.

The female Asuras, on the other hand, were the complete opposite. Every female Asura was exceptionally beautiful, and naturally, the stronger they were, the more stunning they became.

And this race had no ability to reproduce; they could only be gestured into existence from the boundless Sea of Blood.

Lin Xuan glanced casually and saw several female Asuras who weren't even wearing a few pieces of cloth, and some female Asuras wore no cloth at all.

He immediately shook his head, making no comment on Old Ancestor Ming He's peculiar preferences.

Then, he directly stepped into the boundless Sea of Blood.

Wherever his body went.

The filthy blood water in the Sea of Blood seemed to possess a life of its own.

It directly parted into two sides, revealing the seabed, welcoming Lin Xuan's entry.

As Lin Xuan continued to delve deeper.

The entire Sea of Blood seemed to be forcibly split in half by an invisible force.

Such a powerful fluctuation attracted the attention of countless Asuras within the Sea of Blood.

With their minds clouded by slaughter, they had indeed considered attacking Lin Xuan.

However, the sight of those Asuras who had just revealed their killing intent instantly exploding into death terrified the remaining Asuras.

They did not fear death, but they feared this kind of inexplicable demise.

Wherever Lin Xuan passed, all the Asura clansmen waited in silence, not daring to make any moves.

At the same time, they all looked towards the depths of the boundless Sea of Blood with hidden anticipation.

They believed.

Their invincible creator.

The lord of the boundless Sea of Blood.

The sect leader of the Sect of Asura.

Old Ancestor Ming He!

Would surely slay this unknown powerhouse who had intruded into the Sea of Blood with the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords, adding more malevolent blood to the boundless Sea of Blood!

They imagined that after slaying this powerhouse.

In the period that followed, more powerful Asuras would surely be born, and they would live leisurely lives.

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared on the faces of these Asura clansmen.

Their gaze towards Lin Xuan then couldn't help but carry a hint of greed.

In fact, as soon as Lin Xuan stepped into the Sea of Blood, Old Ancestor Ming He had sensed his arrival.

However, he was unsure of this powerhouse's intentions for stepping into the Sea of Blood.

Moreover, he was currently in the midst of the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, and Old Ancestor Ming He did not wish to unnecessarily incur karmic energy.

Therefore, he had been avoiding appearing.

It wasn't until Lin Xuan walked over unhurriedly, gradually approaching the depths of the Sea of Blood, that Old Ancestor Ming He had no choice but to steel himself and step forward, speaking proactively:

"May I ask what brings you here, fellow Daoist Lin Xuan?"

Old Ancestor Ming He naturally knew Lin Xuan.

At that time, he had personally witnessed Lin Xuan wielding the God-Slaying Spear and injuring Primordial Heavenly Venerate of the Jade Purity.

He was well aware that the strength of this senior disciple of Tongtian, the great disciple of the Sect of Interception, was absolutely formidable!

However, if Ming He were to allow Lin Xuan to simply barge directly into the depths of the Sea of Blood like this, he would lose all face in the Primordial World.

He might as well give up this small portion of the boundless Sea of Blood entirely and hand it over to Empress Pingxin, who had transformed from Houtu.

Facing Old Ancestor Ming He's wary gaze, Lin Xuan simply smiled faintly.

Then, he slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Ming He, I have taken the liberty of coming to the Sea of Blood today because I have something I wish to ask for your help with."

Upon hearing this, Old Ancestor Ming He couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

Was this how one came to ask for help?

However, considering Lin Xuan's past achievements, he had no choice but to suppress his anger and speak coldly:

"In what way can this Old Ancestor possibly help you, fellow Daoist?"

Lin Xuan completely ignored Old Ancestor Ming He's ashen face and leisurely said:

"It's actually very simple. I just need fellow Daoist Ming He to lend me the Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus and the Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner."

Hearing Lin Xuan's request, Old Ancestor Ming He felt as if his scales had been touched, and he roared:

"Lin Xuan, are you seeking death!"