Tragic Ming He: Gone and His Innate Spiritual Treasure Lost

Old Ancestor Ming He was so terrified by Lin Xuan's words that his liver and gall burst, and his eyes widened as he stared at Lin Xuan.

He couldn't believe it.

He had survived the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity and avoided the Tribulation of the Witch and Demon in the Primordial World.

He had listened to the Dao in Zixiao Palace and was a guest of the Three Pure Ones.

In the Primordial World, he was a revered ancestor-like existence, and everyone showed him utmost respect!

He never expected to fall at the hands of a mere youngster this time!

Upon realizing this, a look of fear flickered across Old Ancestor Ming He's face.

He didn't want to die!

Yes, that's right.

The renowned Lord of the Path of Slaughter in the Primordial World, Old Ancestor Ming He, was essentially a coward who feared death.

He was terrified of dying.

That's why he refined countless Blood God Sons in the boundless Sea of Blood.

As long as one Blood God Son survived, he, Ming He, would not perish.

This was the origin of the saying in the Primordial World: "As long as the Sea of Blood does not dry up, Ming He will not die."

But now.

All his Blood God Sons, scattered throughout the boundless Sea of Blood, had been captured by Lin Xuan's divine ability.

Moreover, Lin Xuan was actually using Samadhi True Fire to slowly burn and refine them!

This feeling of being slowly roasted, waiting for death to creep closer step by step, magnified the invisible fear to its maximum!

Under such terror, Old Ancestor Ming He's mental defenses instantly crumbled!

He desperately wanted to resist.

But the boundless Sea of Blood, which he had once found so familiar, was now suppressing him.

It was as if his own power was being used to restrain him.

Old Ancestor Ming He was completely suppressed and unable to move.

At this moment, he deeply regretted indulging the Asuras in the Asura Path to slaughter living beings and collect their essence blood and malevolent energy to merge into the boundless Sea of Blood.

To enrich and enhance the power of the boundless Sea of Blood.

But he never expected.

The enhanced Sea of Blood would now be used by Lin Xuan to suppress him.

In a sense, this could be considered reaping what he had sown.

Upon realizing this, Old Ancestor Ming He's face immediately took on a deathly pale expression.

As if accepting his fate, he lowered his head, like a hero in twilight or a formidable figure bowing in submission.

Seeing the posture Old Ancestor Ming He displayed, Lin Xuan's eyes revealed a hint of mockery.

He didn't believe that Old Ancestor Ming He, who had just groveled and begged him, would suddenly change his attitude so drastically?

And put on such a look of facing death with resolve.

If acting were a competition, Old Ancestor Ming He would have delivered a stellar performance this time.

But his act was too deliberate, and Lin Xuan saw right through it.

Immediately, Lin Xuan summoned the Immortal Slaying Sword and slashed it directly at Old Ancestor Ming He.

Even without the cooperation of the other three swords, this innate divine sword of slaughter was still an unparalleled treasure of destruction.

It possessed the ability to sever all karma.

Under the sharp edge of the Immortal Slaying Sword, the Yuantu Abi Twin Swords, which had intended to protect their master, were forced back.

And the veteran deity of the Primordial World, Old Ancestor Ming He, had his life force directly extinguished, and he died.

The moment Old Ancestor Ming He was slain, the sharp edge of the Immortal Slaying Sword swept out, directly annihilating all the Blood God Sons in the boundless Sea of Blood, preventing their resurrection.

After completing all this, the sword light of the Immortal Slaying Sword split into myriad beams.

Following the karma it had locked onto, it slashed out towards various locations in the Primordial World.

At the same time.

In the Primordial World, scattered cultivators meditating and refining qi in desolate mountains and wild lands, savage beasts engaged in bloodthirsty combat, and elders of sects giving sermons to their disciples.

At this moment, a bloody hue flashed across their eyes.

Then, before they could make any move, a majestic sword light descended from the heavens.

And annihilated them all.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan's brow furrowed slightly.

So that was Old Ancestor Ming He's plan. Unfortunately, his method was completely useless against the sharp edge of the Immortal Slaying Sword.

After all, it was a great weapon capable of directly killing true spirits.

Subsequently, Lin Xuan casually put away the four Innate Spiritual Treasures left behind after Old Ancestor Ming He's demise.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly.

Why did it have to be like this?

Wouldn't it have been fine if you'd just lent me the Karma Fire Red Lotus and the Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner obediently?

Otherwise, how could things have ended up like this, with not only these Innate Spiritual Treasures lost, but the person gone as well.

Afterward, Lin Xuan casually tossed back the boundless Sea of Blood, which he had shrunk to the size of a fist using the Sleeve Universe technique.

Instantly, the monstrous Sea of Blood reappeared on the Primordial World continent.

However, this time, there was no life within the Sea of Blood; only the corpses of countless Asuras drifted with the waves of the boundless sea.

The Sea of Consciousness of these Asuras all contained Old Ancestor Ming He's Blood God Son avatars, and they were naturally annihilated along with them by the Immortal Slaying Sword.

After completing all of this, Lin Xuan directly retrieved the Chaos Bead, which he had used to obscure heavenly secrets, and then left the area.

Not long after Lin Xuan departed.

Two ghost clan members belonging to the Six Paths of Reincarnation cautiously ventured into the Sea of Blood to investigate the situation.

They were almost scared out of their wits by the tragic scene within the Sea of Blood.

After a long while.

These two ghost clan members finally recovered, stumbling back to the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Underworld. The matter was reported layer by layer.

Eventually.

This news reached Empress Pingxin, who was eternally confined in the Underworld.

Looking at the intelligence submitted by her subordinates, and recalling the aura of Father God's bloodline she had sensed some time ago, her delicate eyebrows couldn't help but furrow slightly.

These truly are trying times.