Imitating the Path to Enlightenment Could Not Succeed; the Three Pure Ones Leave the Mountain

Most Great Powers merely watched the Human Race from the sidelines, but some put the idea into practice.

Deep within the Blood Sea, blood waves churned.

Amid the endless surging tides of blood, Old Ancestor Ming He stood atop the Twelve Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, his aura cold and stern.

He extended his hand, and tiny beads of blood floated above his palm, swirling and condensing into countless droplets.

Under his command, the Blood Sea roiled and roared.

The blood droplets merged together, transforming into vague figures one after another.

Within the blood mist, a new race numbering one Yuan Meeting quietly took shape.

"I am Old Ancestor Ming He of the Blood Sea. I have created a race, named—the Asura Race! Let the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

With that declaration, the entire Blood Sea shook violently. Heavenly Dao radiance descended, illuminating the boundless sea of blood.

The Asura Race had officially been born. Recognized by the Heavenly Dao, Merit descended.

Yet although the descending Merit Golden Light was dazzling, it was exceedingly thin.

Compared to the Merit Nüwa had received for creating humans, it was no more than the glow of fireflies.

Ming He's gaze froze slightly. A trace of confusion and disappointment appeared on his face before finally turning into a soft sigh.

Even mules born from horses and donkeys lacked the ability to reproduce;

let alone a completely new race created from nothing?

For a Quasi-Saint great power, simply creating living beings was no difficult matter.

But these living beings would always develop all sorts of strange problems.

To perfectly create new life, the Laws of Creation were crucial;

but the Laws of Creation could not be comprehended at will. Even if one comprehended them, the depth of that comprehension determined whether the result could be