Within the Nine Netherworlds, the faces of the Six Saints of Hong Huang were all unsightly, revealing extremely complex expressions.
The Dao Ancestor's treasure had made the ranking, yet there was no reward. Comparing this to the astonishing rewards of Dao Lord Taichu made the disparity clear.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was their master. If their master lost face, they too lost face, and there was no opportunity to regain it.
As the Six Saints' attention wavered, Old Ancestor Minghe had already stirred up blood waves hundreds of thousands of zhang high, with countless Blood God Son avatars hidden within, rushing swiftly toward the exit of the Nine Netherworlds.
Although a single Blood God Son avatar could allow him to revive, the conditions required were too many and the process too arduous. He naturally hoped that more Blood God Son avatars would escape, and ideally, his main body could also evade the siege of these powerful beings.
If he succeeded, after escaping, he could immediately comprehend the Honghuang Purple Qi and break through to the Quasi-Saint realm ahead of the other experts.
At this moment, within Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's expression had also turned extremely grim.
He, the esteemed master of all saints in Hong Huang, the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, an existence of supreme status, had received no reward!
"Dao Lord Taichu, is it?"
"You are slapping This Dao Ancestor in the face!"
After a few cold snorts, Hongjun's gaze swept toward the Supreme Hongmeng Ranking, a trace of icy coldness appearing on his face.
The rewards for the rankings of Hong Huang treasures within this Supreme Hongmeng Ranking were all astonishing.
Some treasures were so shocking that even Hongjun felt shaken. If he relied on the treasures he possessed, he should at least be able to obtain some rewards like Chaos Origin, right?
After all, he still had a Chaos Supreme Treasure in hand. Perhaps it could rank first, granting him the chance to transcend the constraints of the Heavenly Dao?
Yet now, not only was there no reward, but the grade of his treasure had also been exposed, and he had been humiliated in such a manner. How could he be willing to accept this?
"Hmph!"
"This Dao Ancestor will eventually find out exactly what your origins are and what you intend to do!"
With another cold snort, Hongjun closed his eyes, no longer paying attention to the Supreme Hongmeng Ranking, trying to calm his mind.
Meanwhile, within the Nine Netherworlds, the many experts unleashed their might, already shattering the surging blood waves.
At the same time, treasures flew everywhere, bombarding the Blood God Son avatars.
"A swarm of ants—what use is there in numbers?"
Yuanshi snorted coldly, lightly waving the Pangu Banner in his hand, instantly annihilating tens of millions of Blood God Son avatars.
Jieyin and Zhunti, smiling, urged their treasures forward, bombarding the Twelve-grade Karma Red Lotus.
In their view, the power of this Twelve-grade Karma Red Lotus was likely no weaker than the two swords Yuantu and Abi, and since the Supreme Hongmeng Ranking had not yet revealed its rank, they might as well seize the opportunity to claim it first.
As soon as the Saints made their move, Old Ancestor Minghe immediately fell into crisis.
"Ancestor, We have come to aid you!"
"Ancestor, these fellows are too shameless—We cannot bear it any longer!"
"Kill..."
The hidden Asura clansmen, at this moment, erupted in furious roars. Led by the Three Great Demon Kings, the Four Great Demon Generals, and the Seventy-two Asura Princesses, they charged into battle.
"Hm?"
"Bojun is not here?"
"Did he flee out of fear?"
Zhunti swept his gaze downward, intending to find Bojun and kill him first.
But after searching, he discovered that among the Asura army, only the Heavenly Demon Bojun was missing.
Old Ancestor Minghe naturally sensed this as well, a surge of fury rising in his heart.
Though he had not expected Bojun to help him, at this moment, his trust in Bojun had all but vanished.
"The Asura race dwells in the Nine Netherworlds, feeding exclusively on the souls of the Myriad Races of Hong Huang. Such a race should not exist. Today, This Emperor will annihilate you all!"
"Chaos Bell, destroy!"
Taiyi let out a series of cold shouts, his form flickering as he charged directly toward the billions-strong Asura army below.
Di Jun followed closely, flames surging all around him, as if to raise a tide of supreme fire and burn the Asura army to ashes.
"Damn it!"
"Among you are not only Saints but also overlords from all sides—yet you stoop so low as to strike at the juniors of the Asura race!"
"Today, This Ancestor will fight you to the death!"
Seeing this, Old Ancestor Minghe's aura began to surge wildly.
Countless Blood God Son avatars released a blood fiend qi that shook heaven and earth, rapidly converging together as if to form a powerful formation.
But at that moment, a startling red light shot forth, slamming heavily into the Twelve-grade Karma Red Lotus, causing it to tremble violently.
On the other side, Yuanshi once again swung the Pangu Banner, annihilating tens of millions of Blood God Son avatars in an instant, leaving only a scant few remaining.
Then, the Pangu Banner swung again, carrying supreme and terrifying might, crashing toward the Twelve-grade Karma Red Lotus.
It seemed this blow was about to land.
Above the Hong Huang Sky, the massive Supreme Hongmeng Ranking trembled once more.
Immediately after, a new treasure ranking emerged.
[Hong Huang Treasure Ranking, Twenty-third: Netherworld Blood Sea!]
[Innate Fierce Fiend Exotic Treasure!]
[Holder: Old Ancestor Minghe!]
[Ranking Reward: Ten Drops of Pangu's Essence Blood! One Life-saving Chance!]
The blood sea never dries, Minghe never dies. This blood sea was formed from the navel blood of Great God Pangu and was also the birthplace of Old Ancestor Minghe. It could be considered an extremely fearsome Innate Spiritual Treasure, already refined by Minghe.
Yet upon seeing the ranking reward for the Netherworld Blood Sea, everyone was stunned.
"What?"
"Ten drops of Pangu's Essence Blood?"
"One Life-saving Chance?"
"Strike quickly, we can't wait for the reward to be issued!"
"Right, right, right! Attack and kill this Old Ancestor Minghe now. Once the reward is issued, We might not be able to kill this bastard!"
"..."
In that moment, the many shocked powerhouses all snapped to their senses and immediately urged their treasures to blast toward the Twelve-grade Karma Red Lotus.
The Pangu Banner, in particular, was about to fall upon Old Ancestor Minghe. Its power surged at breakneck speed, its violent attack force causing the spatial barriers around it to collapse violently, as if it would shatter the Nine Nether itself.
Seeing the onslaught of attacks from all directions, Old Ancestor Minghe felt an intense sense of impending doom rising in his heart.
His face darkened. He lifted his head abruptly and shouted, "Dao Lord Taichu, save me! I am willing to submit to Dao Lord Taichu's sect!"
Though he had Blood God Sons as clones to flee with, who knew whether these Saints and powerhouses could track down all his clones through his aura?
Even if he had the blood sea as his reliance, with so many powerhouses joining forces, they could boil the blood sea dry. By then, he wouldn't even be able to find anyone to beg for help.
If the reward could truly be issued early, he could submit to the founder of this Supreme Hongmeng Ranking and perhaps gain unexpected fortune!
"Ridiculous! Today, We Saints are gathered here, powerhouses from all sides assembled. How could that hidden existence possibly make a move to save you early!"
"Exactly. Just accept your death!"
"Perish!"
"..."
In an instant, the Nine Nether echoed with bursts of wild laughter.
The Hong Huang treasure ranking hadn't even finished updating—how could the reward be issued early?
Besides, all the powerhouses wanted to seize the Twelve-grade Karma Red Lotus and intercept the reward.
If they succeeded in obtaining the reward, wouldn't they gain an extra Life-saving Chance in the Hong Huang?
Thus, whether it was Yuanshi making his move, the surrounding Saints, or the powerhouses from all sides, they all already regarded Minghe as a dead man.
"Hum..."
Yet at that moment, the space above the Nine Nether Blood Sea suddenly trembled violently, splitting open into a tens-of-thousands-of-zhang-wide crack.
Then, a terrifying war halberd radiating boundless Fierce Fiendish Qi slowly emerged.
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