Suppressing Ming He

Innate Divine Saints were all born bearing the fortune of heaven and earth. The essence of proving the Dao through fortune was to subdue others with strength and suppress them with overwhelming power.

In doing so, one would naturally strip away the other party's fortune.

How could the other Innate Divine Saints simply sit and await death?

In the end, it would inevitably become a fight to the death.

The Three Clans of old had been no less imposing than the current Demon Race.

Yet they had still met such an end!

Hou Tu was suddenly enlightened upon hearing this, then looked at Dijun and the others with pity.

She knew that they were walking a path of no return.

Fortunately, the Ancestral Witches had their eldest brother to make plans for them.

As the two witches conversed, they swiftly headed toward the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Di Jiang and the others were in no hurry to reach the Netherworld Blood Sea. Instead, they continued tempering themselves along the way.

Hou Tu in particular was moved when she sensed the endless strife within the Primordial World. Whenever living beings died, their souls were left lonely and helpless.

Di Jiang's eyes flickered thoughtfully at the sight.

Netherworld Blood Sea.

Above the boundless sea of blood.

Ming He sat cross-legged, watching the scene of Dijun establishing the Demon Race above the Primordial World. Longing filled his eyes as he muttered softly.

"Establishing the Demon Race... can it truly bring such immense fortune?"

"If that is so, why can't I establish a race as well?"

His cultivation had long since surpassed the early stage of the Quasi-Sage realm.

Yet Ming He, as a divine being capable of surviving until the very end, always looked far ahead. In order to break through and become a Sage, he had tried all manner of methods.

At this moment, Ming He wished to imitate Dijun and establish a race to gain the fortune of heaven and earth.

"But where should I begin?"

As Ming He pondered, he saw souls drifting endlessly through the blood sea. Understanding flashed in his eyes, and an idea formed in his heart.

He immediately began circulating the Blood God Scripture, using his own essence blood as a catalyst to draw in the souls within the blood sea and create a new race.

"Essence blood as the catalyst, souls as the vessel, the blood sea as the foundation!"

"Asura Race, arise!"

Ming He shouted in a deep voice.

The souls drifting in the blood sea absorbed its essence and gradually condensed into a new race.

The male Asuras were ugly and savage-looking.

The female Asuras, however, were beautiful and dignified, their looks capable of bewitching all living beings.

Just as he believed he had succeeded.

Suddenly.

Bang!

Bang!

The male and female Asuras both exploded, transforming into pure origin and returning to the boundless blood sea.

"Failed?"

Ming He said unwillingly.

Just then.

A calm voice rang out.

"Fellow Daoist Ming He, are you trying to imitate Dijun and establish a race?"

"To obtain fortune and prove the Dao by becoming a Sage?"

Ming He's expression changed drastically. He immediately looked toward the voice, summoned Yuantu and Abi, and shouted.

"Who is it?!"

The calm voice continued.

"Fellow Daoist Ming He, have you forgotten me?"

As the voice sounded, Di Jiang led Hou Tu across the Blood Sea Formation of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

"It's you!"

Ming He's pupils contracted as he said.

"How did you cross the Blood Sea Formation?"

Di Jiang smiled.

"The Blood Sea Formation is indeed rather profound."

"But as for how I crossed it, I naturally have my own methods."

Of course, he had crossed it with the Earthly Dao Treasured Mirror.

The Earthly Dao Treasured Mirror possessed countless functions.

Crossing a formation was merely an ordinary method.

Hou Tu covered her mouth and smiled.

Ming He's heart churned with shock. His entire body tensed in vigilance as he said.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jiang!"

"Why have you come to my place?"

"And why have you brought Fellow Daoist Hou Tu?"

Di Jiang smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Ming He, there is no need to be nervous!"

"You and I bear no grudge. I have not come to kill you."

Even so, Ming He did not relax. He continued watching Di Jiang warily.

Di Jiang ignored his reaction and continued on his own.

"You may naturally imitate Dijun and establish a race, but the timing is wrong. What you just attempted was not merely the establishment of a race."

"Ming He, you wish to create an entirely new race! But Nuwa has yet to establish the Human Race. The Heavenly Dao will never allow you to succeed."

"If you could successfully establish a race, would that not mean the first race between heaven and earth was born from your hands?"

"Then would the immense fortune sufficient to become a Sage not be given to you? But you are not a Sage destined by heaven!"

By the time he reached the end, Di Jiang's voice had become nearly inaudible.

Even Hou Tu, who stood beside him, did not hear it.

Much less Ming He.

Still, Ming He roughly understood Di Jiang's meaning.

It was impossible for him to gain fortune through this method and prove the Dao as a Sage!

Ming He shouted.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jiang!"

"What exactly are you trying to do?!"

Di Jiang raised his head and asked calmly.

"Ming He!"

"I have come today to offer you a great opportunity!"

Ming He's pupils abruptly contracted as he asked.

"A great opportunity?"

"What great opportunity?"

Di Jiang continued calmly.

"Ming He!"

"Take me as your master, and one day I will grant you a great fortune!"

Ming He was first stunned, then laughed in extreme anger and shouted.

"Di Jiang! Do you even know what you are saying?"

"You and I are both Innate Divine Saints born from the creation of heaven and earth. Although your strength is now greater than mine, I am not without means of my own."

Di Jiang shook his head and sighed.

"Make your move!"

"Bring out every method you can use."

The reason Di Jiang did this.

Was because he intended to seize control of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

In the past, when Hou Tu traveled through the Primordial World and sensed the lonely, helpless souls between heaven and earth, she attained sudden enlightenment upon arriving at the Netherworld Blood Sea. She comprehended the Reincarnation Great Dao, opened reincarnation, and established the Netherworld.

But why had it been within the Netherworld Blood Sea?

Naturally, it was because after Father God Pangu opened heaven and earth, some of the foul blood within his body had not merged into the normal water systems of the Primordial World.

Instead, carrying the residual Chaos and Baleful Intent left behind by the creation of heaven and earth, along with endless resentment, it fell into the most yin-filled region of the Primordial World.

After this blood gathered together, nurtured by yin baleful energy and the lingering aura of Chaos, it gradually formed an endless crimson sea.

That was the origin of the Netherworld Blood Sea!

The Netherworld Blood Sea was located at the convergence point of the Primordial World's extreme yin energy. It neighbored the Netherworld that would later be opened, yet formed a system of its own. It was a natural breeding ground for undead spirits, resentful souls, and vicious baleful creatures.

There appeared to be nothing wrong with that!

Yet in truth, the Netherworld Blood Sea had an indirect connection to the Netherworld's reincarnation. Some resentful souls unable to enter reincarnation would be drawn into the blood sea and become part of its power.

What did that signify?

It meant that the authority of the Netherworld had indirectly been stripped away in part by the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Although Ming He had not done so intentionally.

Those resentful souls unable to enter reincarnation could not smoothly be reborn within the Netherworld.

That meant the Netherworld's power was incomplete.

In other words!

The Earthly Dao had yet to fully awaken!

Di Jiang naturally could not tolerate such a situation.

It meant that after becoming a Sage and merging with the Earthly Dao, the power of the Earthly Dao under his control would be incomplete.

Therefore, he had to take control of the Netherworld Blood Sea!

Hearing Di Jiang speak in such a manner, Ming He flew into a rage and shouted.

"Arrogant!"

"Take this!"

"Yuantu, Abi, Twelfth-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus!"

"Come forth!"

Ming He immediately displayed his strength without hesitation, summoning his companion spirit treasures, Yuantu and Abi.

Di Jiang looked slightly surprised and said.

"The Twelfth-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus is actually in your possession?"

"But it is useless against me!"

As he spoke, he shielded Hou Tu behind him and directly activated the power of the Earthly Dao Treasured Mirror.

It transformed into a heaven-shaking giant palm spanning ten million zhang and suppressed Ming He directly.

Upon sensing the power of the Earthly Dao Treasured Mirror, Yuantu, Abi, and the Twelfth-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus trembled continuously. Their attacks dissipated at once, and they completely lost the ability to resist.

Ever since Di Jiang broke through to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm and comprehended the Netherworld Primordial Purple Qi, he had been able to draw upon the Earthly Dao Treasured Mirror's power to a certain extent.

The power of the Earthly Dao Treasured Mirror was the power of the Earthly Dao itself.

It was power on the same level as the Heavenly Dao!

How could ordinary Primordial Spirit Treasures possibly resist it?

Ming He's eyes were filled with horror as he watched the heaven-shaking giant palm descend. He cried out in terror.

"What kind of power is this?!"

Di Jiang's expression remained calm as he suppressed him without hesitation.

If he wanted Ming He to submit completely, he had to display power far beyond Ming He's imagination.

He had to make Ming He incapable of even entertaining thoughts of resistance.

Rumble!

The giant palm spanning ten million zhang directly suppressed Ming He, crashing down into the boundless blood sea.

At once, the blood sea roared violently, sending up waves millions upon millions of zhang high.