Deep within this abyss was an enormous underground river of blood.
This place could almost be called the dirtiest place in the Primordial Chaos World.
Nearly half of all the Primordial Chaos World's murky, baleful energy had gathered here.
It was also where the Primordial Chaos World's filthy energies converged.
Deep within the endless Blood Sea,
countless Earth Veins converged here.
Like a spiderweb, these Earth Veins stretched up from the depths of the earth and converged on the Blood Sea.
It was these Earth Veins
that ceaselessly nourished the underground river of blood,
keeping it from drying up.
Instead, it grew larger and larger.
This was Ancestor Minghe's lair.
At this moment, Ancestor Minghe sat quietly at the very depths of the underground river of blood.
He raised his head to gaze at the sky.
His eyes gleamed with excitement.
The rankings had come this far,
yet he still hadn't appeared.
And the likes of Yaochi and Haotian, who had appeared so far,
were nowhere near his match in combat strength.
If that was the case, then it meant Ancestor Minghe was still nowhere near appearing on the list.
Others might not know Ancestor Minghe's true strength, but he knew it perfectly well.
His combat strength was far beyond that of ordinary people.
He was undoubtedly at the level of being invincible beneath the Sages.
Perhaps he was qualified to contend for the title of the true number one beneath the Sages.
The thought made him rather excited.
He wanted to see whether the leader of the Witch Race or the leader of the demon race was stronger!
Or whether he himself was stronger.
At the thought, Ancestor Minghe's heart began to burn with excitement.
After all, this truly thrilled him.
The combat-strength rankings of the Primordial Chaos World—