"It's over. It's all over!"
Watching the Chaos Lightning still brewing overhead, Ancestor Minghe completely panicked.
When other people founded teachings, they received merit.
Why had his reward turned into ten thousand bolts of Chaos Lightning?
Wasn't this going to cost them their lives?
Glancing at the still-bewildered members of the six Asura clans, Ancestor Minghe swept his sleeve, gathered the entire Asura Race inside it, then darted toward the depths of the Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Damn it, if he fled even a moment too late, forget his billion Blood God Son avatars-even ten billion wouldn't be enough for those ten thousand bolts of Chaos Lightning to strike down.
Sending down so much Chaos Lightning at once-the Heavenly Dao was trying to kill him!!!!
"What happened?"
"Other people founded teachings and achieved Sagehood Attainment. Why was Ancestor Minghe rewarded with ten thousand bolts of Chaos Lightning for founding his?"
"Isn't that a little too tragic?"
Many mighty figures of the Primordial World were following the affair, and when they saw the bolts of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder above the Netherworld Sea of Blood, each like an ancient thunder dragon wreathed in endless chaotic energy,
their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
This was just too damn hilarious.
In the Demon Emperor Hall of the Heavenly Court, Daochen nearly laughed himself to tears at the sight.
"Where's Bai Ze? Where's Bai Ze?"
Forcing down his laughter, Daochen questioned the attendants beside him.
"Huh? Bai Ze?"
The attendants were bewildered by Daochen's sudden question.
Didn't you slap Demon Marshal Bai Ze out of here yourself?
He's probably still trembling in some hidden corner.
After all, he spoiled your fun. Forget Bai Ze-even Fuxi would probably want to crawl into a crack in the ground right now...
Seeing the attendants'