Ming He immediately spread out his Divine Sense and began sweeping across the entire Blood Sea. At its edge, he sensed Mosquito Daoist's aura.
"Ant, where do you think you're running?" Ming He's voice echoed throughout the Blood Sea as he gripped Yuantu and Abi and gave chase.
Though the Six-Winged Black Mosquito was extraordinary, he had only just taken form and had yet to fully master his abilities. In the blink of an eye, Ming He caught up to him.
"Fellow Daoist, why such great resentment? How about we discuss this and split the Blood Sea between us? Or you can take a larger share?"
Seeing Ming He's gloomy expression, Mosquito Daoist cautiously asked.
"I am an Innate Divine Being born from the Blood Sea, acknowledged by the Heavenly Dao. Naturally, I am the master of the Blood Sea. Yet you, an ant, dare entertain such wild fantasies and seek to seize my territory? You truly have a death wish."
Ming He's voice boomed like thunder into Mosquito Daoist's mind, shaking him so badly that he could barely stand. This ant had actually called himself Fellow Daoist?
Mosquito Daoist had thought himself the only living being in the Blood Sea. He had never expected that a mighty being had been born here long ago. Now, he understood why the other party was so enraged.
"Fellow Daoist, since..."
"Shut up, ant! How dare a mere Grand Luo Golden Immortal call me Fellow Daoist? Do you not understand the rules of the Prehistoric Era? Has the Heavenly Dao never taught you how to treat the strong?"
Ming He's tone was chilling, his eyes brimming with cold light. He truly wanted to kill this mosquito.
"Senior, this junior admits his mistake. But this junior was also nurtured by the Blood Sea. Senior