Though he had sensed something in the unseen workings of fate, Ancestor Minghe was, after all, a seasoned "battlefield veteran" who knew the ways of the two fellow disciples, Jieyin and Zhunti, all too well.
With a flicker of movement, he immediately returned to the Netherworld Divine Palace.
"Ancestor, what are you doing?"
Inside the Netherworld Divine Palace, the Asura people whom Ancestor Minghe had just created by blending Sea-of-Blood Killing Intent with remnant souls and vengeful ghosts froze briefly when they saw him return, then looked at him in bewilderment.
"No more questions. Follow me."
Ancestor Minghe offered no explanation. Instead, he moved, leading the nearly thousand newly created Asura people into the depths of the Netherworld Divine Palace. As he passed a wholly unremarkable side hall, light flashed in his hand. With a flick of his finger, he sent a streak of light into the doors of that utterly inconspicuous hall.
Rumble!
The entire Netherworld Divine Palace suddenly shook, and the doors of the seemingly unremarkable hall swung open.
A dark passage appeared before everyone's eyes, stretching endlessly into the distance.
Well!
It was not really that far.
It merely extended several hundred thousand feet beyond the Netherworld Divine Palace, which already lay a hundred thousand feet beneath the Netherworld Sea of Blood.
That was all!
The Asura people present froze briefly at the sight of this deep passage that had never appeared before.
Nearly tens of thousands of years had passed since their birth, yet they had never seen such a peculiar place within the Netherworld Divine Palace.
But before they could ask any questions-
Well!
More precisely, he gave them no chance to ask anything at all. Ancestor Minghe swept his broad sleeve and bundled all his remaining members of the Asura Teaching into the dark