"Pfft!"
In the Netherworld Sea of Blood, Ancestor Minghe shuddered for no apparent reason.
He kept feeling as though someone was plotting against him again.
At that thought, Ancestor Minghe jolted and made up his mind: from now on, he would never take a single step outside the Netherworld Sea of Blood!!!
As for the Asura people who had been abducted, he was not worried in the slightest.
After all, the Netherworld Sea of Blood might lack other things, but it had Vengeful Ghosts in abundance. As for the killing intent within the Sea of Blood, that was utterly inexhaustible.
Jieyin, Zhunti, convert as many as you like. At worst, I, Ancestor Minghe, will simply create more.
Whether he gained merit did not matter.
Most importantly, after he established the Asura Teaching, although those Asura people could not bring him vast amounts of Heavenly Dao merit, they could bring him a considerable share of the world's fortune.
That meant the more followers his Asura Teaching had, the more flourishing the world's fortune he received would become.
Thus, even without relying on the power of Heavenly Dao merit, he could still cultivate through the world's fortune held by the Asura Teaching.
Granted, the fortune of a mere Asura Teaching fell far, far short of the Demon Race's and the Human Race's fortune that Daochen possessed.
It even fell far short of the Heavenly Court of the Eastern Prince back then.
But small as an ant was, it was still meat!
Ancestor Minghe refused to believe otherwise!
If I, Minghe, lie low in the Netherworld Sea of Blood for hundreds of millions of years with this Asura Teaching, what can you heaven-appointed Sages do to me?!!!
*After hundreds of millions of years, once I attain Sagehood through the world's fortune of the