Fellow Daoist Lin Xuan, Ming He Knows His Mistake!

After roaring this, Old Ancestor Ming He directly summoned the Yuantu Abi Twin Swords, stepped on the Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, and glared at Lin Xuan furiously.

It was as if he was ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

Facing Old Ancestor Ming He's threatening words, Lin Xuan's expression remained calm.

"Fellow Daoist Ming He, I am only showing respect to you as a senior of the Primordial World, which is why I am offering this kind advice."

"Do not force me to resort to force. If that happens, your reputation will likely be severely tarnished."

Upon hearing the threat in Lin Xuan's words, Ming He could no longer suppress the killing intent within him.

He was confident that Lin Xuan was merely a junior newcomer.

Even if he could injure Saint Primordial Heavenly Venerate, it was likely due to the power of the Innate First Killing Treasure, the God-Slaying Spear, and the element of surprise.

Even if his talent was extraordinary, reaching the Quasi-Sage stage was already remarkable.

Could he possibly achieve sainthood?

And as a mere Quasi-Sage, how many times could he wield an Innate Supreme Treasure?

Not to mention, Lin Xuan's greatest backer, Sect Master Tongtian, had already been imprisoned by Dao Ancestor Hongjun outside the Thirty-three Heavens, within Zixiao Palace.

He would not be able to emerge for three kalpas.

Furthermore, this boundless Sea of Blood was his dojo. Being here, he would naturally receive the Sea of Blood's enhancement.

Perhaps, this time, he could directly kill Lin Xuan in this Sea of Blood.

Not only would he gain the Innate First Killing Treasure, the God-Slaying Spear, for free, but he could also take this opportunity to curry favor with Jade Purity Primordial Heavenly Venerate.

With this thought, the apprehension in Old Ancestor Ming He's eyes instantly vanished.

Instead, a greedy expression appeared as he stared at Lin Xuan, saying coldly:

"Hmph! You junior Lin Xuan, I, this old ancestor, once listened to Dao Ancestor lecture alongside your Master, Sect Master Tongtian, in Zixiao Palace."

"I can barely be considered your half-elder."

"And now you dare to treat me like this!"

"Did Sect Master Tongtian not teach you the meaning of respecting your elders and valuing the Dao?"

"If he didn't teach you, then this time, I, this old ancestor, will personally teach you what it means to respect your elders and value the Dao, on behalf of Sect Master Tongtian."

Hearing this, a mocking expression flashed across Lin Xuan's face.

"Respecting elders and valuing the Dao? You? You're not worthy?"

Seeing Lin Xuan's undisguised mockery, Old Ancestor Ming He was instantly enraged, his three souls and seven spirits leaping about. He directly wielded the Yuantu Abi Twin Swords, carrying a sky-piercing killing intent, and charged towards Lin Xuan.

He was determined to slay Lin Xuan with his sword.

"Junior! Don't think you're invincible just because you possess the Innate First Killing Treasure, the God-Slaying Spear. Today, I will let you know what it means for the Sea of Blood to not dry up and for Ming He to not die!"

Facing Old Ancestor Ming He's world-ending attack, Lin Xuan let out a disdainful laugh.

"The Sea of Blood will not dry up, and Ming He will not die? That's simple, just refine the Sea of Blood dry."

With that said.

Lin Xuan casually flicked his sleeve.

He easily crushed Old Ancestor Ming He's world-ending attack.

Then, before Old Ancestor Ming He's disbelieving eyes, Lin Xuan's figure suddenly grew taller.

No!

He then horrifyingly discovered.

It wasn't Lin Xuan who was growing!

It was himself and the boundless Sea of Blood that were shrinking!

This realization struck Old Ancestor Ming He with immense horror.

How was this possible!

How could Lin Xuan's strength be so immense!

He had no power to resist when facing him.

Had Lin Xuan already achieved sainthood!

No.

That was even more impossible!

He didn't even have the Primordial Violet Qi, and there were no signs of sainthood appearing in the Primordial World.

Moreover, how could a mere junior like him achieve sainthood before himself?

Old Ancestor Ming He could not believe this possibility.

He frantically circulated all his mana, trying to break free from the restraint of Lin Xuan's divine ability.

The Yuantu Abi Twin Swords immediately let out a heaven-shattering cry!

The berserk killing law was instantly detonated.

However, facing such a decisive strike from Old Ancestor Ming He, in Lin Xuan's eyes, it was like a gentle breeze brushing his face.

At this moment, the entire boundless Sea of Blood had been transformed into a blood ball the size of a fist by Lin Xuan's Sleeve Universe divine ability.

Old Ancestor Ming He was as small as an ant.

Lin Xuan lightly flicked his finger.

Instantly.

The boundless Sea of Blood churned up monstrous waves, directly suppressing Old Ancestor Ming He beneath it.

Afterward, Lin Xuan casually summoned a Samadhi True Fire.

He quietly burned and refined the boundless Sea of Blood in his palm, which had now shrunk to the size of a fist.

A moment later.

Threads of blood sea essence and malevolent energy were refined by Lin Xuan.

Old Ancestor Ming He, suppressed at the bottom of the Sea of Blood, turned pale upon seeing this.

The boundless Sea of Blood was his foundation.

If it were refined by Lin Xuan, it would mean his immortal body was completely broken.

If this continued, he would absolutely face the danger of death!

Realizing this, Old Ancestor Ming He could no longer bother with Lin Xuan's strength.

He immediately opened his mouth and pleaded:

"Fellow Daoist Lin Xuan, Ming He is willing to lend you treasures."

"As long as you lift the restriction, Ming He will offer the treasures with both hands."

Lin Xuan heard this and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

"You want to offer treasures now? It's too late."