"Heaven above, I, Minghe, establish the Asura Clan and found the Asura Sect!"
"I shall suppress its fortune with the Twelfth-Grade Fire Red Lotus!"
At the Endless Sea of Blood, Ancestor Minghe finally revealed his true intentions, roaring again and again.
He had clearly been the first to establish a sect in an attempt to attain sainthood, yet even now, nothing had come of it.
With five Sages of the Profound Gate appearing in a single day, how could Ancestor Minghe not be anxious?
"Rumble!"
Even more Heavenly Dao Merit descended, and Ancestor Minghe was overjoyed.
The Great Divine Powers of the Prehistoric World all watched intently, waiting to see whether Ancestor Minghe would attain the Dao.
The Five Sages of the Profound Gate had each relied on Primordial Violet Qi to attain sainthood, so they were of no use as examples.
If a mighty rogue cultivator like Minghe could follow Nuwa's path and become a Sage, it would undoubtedly open up a new Great Dao for the countless living beings of the Prehistoric World. The merit would be immeasurable!
"No!"
"Heavenly Dao is unjust!"
"Why is this happening? I refuse to accept it!"
Stuck at the Sub-Saint Realm, no matter how much Heavenly Dao Merit he absorbed, Minghe could never advance any further. He went completely mad and cursed the heavens.
"Buzz!"
The void thrummed. The Eye of Heavenly Dao appeared, and the Three Thousand Dao Principles descended upon the earth, their profound Dao resonance sweeping in every direction.
An immeasurable heavenly might bore down. Minghe spat blood, grievously wounded, and fell into the Sea of Blood, never to make another sound.
"Without Primordial Violet Qi, it really is impossible to attain the Dao."
"What a pity for Ancestor Minghe. He was truly gifted!"
"Save your pity for