They were naturally quite excited.
Deep beneath the earth,
there was a vast, boundless sea of blood.
It was the legendary Blood Sea, surging to the heavens.
At that moment, upon this endless Blood Sea,
a remarkably simple face suddenly appeared.
It was none other than Ancestor Minghe's face.
Ancestor Minghe gazed at the Great Dao Script that pierced the heavens and earth and stretched across the Heavenly Vault.
A strange look appeared in his eyes.
"The Primordial Era Battle Power Ranking?"
This ranking list really was interesting.
Ancestor Minghe chuckled.
"I wouldn't dare claim to be invincible beneath the Sages, but I'm certainly quite formidable."
"Setting the Sages aside, no one else would dare claim they could defeat me for certain."
"Then I'll see what this ranking list is all about."
At that moment, Ancestor Minghe exuded boundless confidence.
And indeed, he had every reason to.
Ancestor Minghe was extraordinarily powerful.
His strength had even reached a monstrous level.
In ancient times, he had come close to becoming a Sage.
After all, he had created the Asura Race through sheer force.
Though he had ultimately fallen short and failed to become a Sage,
he had still gained an enormous amount of merit.
This had greatly increased his battle power.
Setting the Sages aside,
no one dared provoke Ancestor Minghe lightly.
Ancestor Minghe's battle power was truly monstrous.
His physical body was no weaker than that of the Ancestral Witches of the Witch Race.
And he also possessed countless divine abilities.
Like his supreme Way of the Sword.
Like his Fiery Red Lotus.
Like his Blood God Son clones.
Like his Blood River Formation.
His foundations were indeed formidable.
As Ancestor Minghe made his confident declaration,
the other great powers were harboring all sorts of thoughts.
For a