Rewriting the Investiture of the Gods in the Primordial Era

In the entire Primordial Era, below the Saints, aside from the Eastern Emperor Taiyi whom I can't defeat alone, I, Old Ancestor, fear no other Quasi-Saint in a one-on-one fight!

Kunpeng's eyes flashed with sharp light, "Make a Heavenly Dao oath: after you kill Zhunti, you will help me surround and kill Jieyin, and you are not allowed to escape!"

"Don't worry, Old Ancestor isn't like you. You also have to make a Heavenly Dao oath and block Jieyin with all your might, giving Old Ancestor time to kill Zhunti!"

"It's a deal!"

Kunpeng's eyes lit up, and the two made their respective oaths.

Following that, they discussed and decided that Ancestor Minghe would use the Blood Sea to flood Mount Sumeru, kill Jieyin and Zhunti, and seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi!

As the two were discussing, in Zixiao Palace, Ancestor Hongjun slowly opened his eyes.

"Sigh, can't they be quiet for a while."

As his voice fell, Ancestor Hongjun raised his hand and pointed. A beam of profound light crossed the Chaos and headed towards the West.

If the Blood Sea were to truly flood Mount Sumeru, relying on the Blood Sea's reinforcement, the two killing swords Yuantu and Abi, and the Karma Red Lotus, Zhunti would likely suffer.

Among the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao, the Three Pure Ones had Pangu's creation merit as their foundation, plus the merit of enlightenment, making their merit complete. Nuwa's Human Creation Merit was also substantial. Ultimately, two people were needed to serve the Heavenly Dao.

Jieyin and Zhunti weren't too strong or too weak, nor did they have much merit, and they didn't care much about appearances. These two were the most suitable, and they couldn't be lost.

Hongjun glanced at Ancestor Minghe below. The killing intent of the Blood Sea was too strong, and it would harm the harmony of heaven and earth to achieve the Dao. As for Kunpeng, his Dao was not bad, but he was alone and lacked support.

Originally, in Hongjun's mind, Hongyun and Kunpeng were the initial choices. Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't have arrived so early.

Of the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, there were only six seats. Who arrived first and who arrived last was all within Hongjun's control.

Entering the Chaos, speed was not entirely dependent on strength; it also depended on the Saint's will. If the Saint didn't want you to arrive early, no matter how strong you were, it would be useless.

Kunpeng was no different from Zhunti; they didn't care about appearances. Hongyun had a benevolent personality and profound fortune. The two of them cooperating would have been suitable.

As a result, the two couldn't cooperate and were taken by the Western duo. Such was karmic affinity, it couldn't be forced. It was a good opportunity to repay a karma to the West.

After doing this, Ancestor Hongjun closed his eyes again. Profound Dao charm permeated the surroundings, and the Three Thousand Great Daos circled around him as he continued to comprehend the Great Dao.

In the Primordial Era, after the two finalized their strategy, they immediately transformed into streaks of light and headed towards the Blood Sea. The Western Two Saints were, after all, at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, so thorough preparation was necessary. Without the Blood Sea's enhancement, killing a peak Quasi-Saint would be quite difficult!

The two transformed into profound lights and entered the Nine Nether Blood Sea. As Ancestor Minghe stepped into the Blood Sea, instantly, monstrous waves surged within the Blood Sea. Ancestor Minghe's aura surged by thirty percent out of nowhere, instantly overpowering Kunpeng.

Ancestor Minghe reached out, and two swords with fierce killing intent appeared in his hands. One was blood-red, and the other was dark black. With the swords in hand, Ancestor Minghe's aura changed dramatically. The terrifying killing intent made Kunpeng's soul tremble, and he felt as if his entire body was being pricked by needles!

Seeing this scene, Kunpeng was secretly shocked. As expected of Ancestor Minghe, who achieved the Dao through killing; he was a top-tier fierce person in the Primordial Era. With this might, Ancestor Minghe could have dared to attack Mount Sumeru alone without him!

Ancestor Minghe's killing intent was vast, but it was confined to the Nine Nether Blood Sea, not a single trace escaping into the Primordial Era.

"Let's go!"

Ancestor Minghe immediately soared into the sky. The Blood Sea below ascended with Ancestor Minghe, like a blood-colored water pillar that reached the heavens and earth, spreading towards the Primordial Era.

Wherever the Blood Sea passed, killing intent permeated, and everything was eroded by the Blood Sea. Just as the Blood Sea was about to leave the Nine Nether and reach the Primordial Era.

A majestic voice echoed through heaven and earth.

"I, Jieyin!"

"I, Zhunti!"

"Sensing the barrenness of the West and the suffering of all beings, we establish the Western Teaching to enlighten all beings. We use the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit to suppress our destiny. We request the Heavenly Dao to witness it!"

As the voice fell, a faint will of heaven and earth emerged. A vast pillar of merit descended from the void, reaching from heaven to earth. The boundless merit merged into Jieyin and Zhunti, and their auras soared layer by layer. A transcendent aura emanated from them, shaking the entire Primordial Era.

However, in the next moment, the expected monstrous Saintly might did not arrive. Their auras stopped rising, and at this time, the Hongmeng Purple Qi within their divine souls had only partially merged, with half still unable to integrate.

The two exchanged glances. It was as expected, and they immediately spoke in unison:

"If I attain Buddhahood!"

"May the lands in my kingdom not have hells, nor the realms of hungry ghosts or animals; if they did, I would not attain Buddhahood."

"May the lands in my kingdom not have beings who, after death, are reborn into evil paths; if they did, I would not attain Buddhahood."

"May the lands in my kingdom have beings of pure gold color; if they did not, I would not attain Buddhahood."

"May the lands in my kingdom have beings whose form and appearance are identical; if they were not, I would not attain Buddhahood."

"May the lands in my kingdom have beings who know their past lives, down to the knowledge of a hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred million nayuta asamkhyeya kalpas of events; if they did not, I would not attain Buddhahood."

"········"

"May the lands in my kingdom have Bodhisattvas in other lands, upon hearing my name, attain the Samadhi of Equal Appearance. Dwelling in this Samadhi, until they attain Buddhahood, they will always see infinite, inconceivable Buddhas. If not, I would not attain Buddhahood."

"May the lands in my kingdom have Bodhisattvas who, according to their wishes, hear the Dharma and naturally obtain it. If not, I would not attain Buddhahood."

"May the lands in my kingdom have Bodhisattvas who, upon hearing my name, do not immediately attain irreversible progress. If not, I would not attain Buddhahood."

"May the lands in my kingdom have Bodhisattvas who, upon hearing my name, do not immediately attain the first, second, or third stages of Dharma, and are unable to attain irreversible progress in all Dharmas. If not, I would not attain Buddhahood."

With each grand vow made, merit descended from the heavens. After forty-eight grand vows were made, the merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao was just enough for the two to achieve Sainthood. With the forty-eighth grand vow made, the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the minds of Jieyin and Zhunti completely merged into their bodies.

Instantly, heaven and earth trembled, and boundless golden and rosy light swept across, blanketing the Primordial Era with a terrifying Saintly might that transcended all.

The last two Saints of the Six Saints of Heaven had taken their rightful places. Thus, the Primordial Era had completely entered the era of Saints!

"We pay our respects to the Saints!"

Throughout the vast Primordial Era, countless beings respectfully bowed.

In the Nine Nether Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe and Kunpeng were instantly stunned. The blood sea that had been surging upwards once again fell back down.

Damn it, we were a step too late!

At this moment, both their expressions were extremely grim. Especially Ancestor Minghe, as the Six Saints ordained by the Dao Ancestor had all achieved Sainthood, making the opportunity to attain the Dao exceedingly slim.

The thought that the two individuals they could have easily killed moments ago had now become supremely powerful Saints filled Ancestor Minghe with displeasure.

Suddenly, two terrifying wills descended upon the Nine Nether Blood Sea. Their thoughts manifested, taking on the appearances of Jieyin and Zhunti. The complexions of both were as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Upon achieving Sainthood, heavenly secrets became apparent. As fellow Quasi-Saints, they naturally could not deduce anything about Ancestor Minghe or Kunpeng. However, the moment they became Saints, no one other than Saints or Innate Supreme Treasures could conceal heavenly secrets from their sight.

Ancestor Minghe and Kunpeng's plotting to kill them and seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi was immediately known to the two.

This revelation sent a cold sweat down their spines. With Ancestor Minghe's strength, coupled with Ancestor Kunpeng, under a surprise attack, the two might very well have met the same fate as Hongyun.

Seeing that the Saints had discovered their scheme, their faces changed drastically. Kunpeng's complexion turned deathly pale, and he cursed Ancestor Minghe inwardly.

The greatest benefit of this endeavor was the Hongmeng Purple Qi, while the greatest risk was failing to kill them and attracting the attention of the Saints. Now, before even leaving the Blood Sea, they had already earned the Saints' ire.

If they had at least acted upon their plan to kill, they would have at least made an attempt. But now, without doing anything, they had incurred such a world-shattering karma.

Today, I fear it's all over. For a moment, Kunpeng felt utterly despondent.

Ancestor Minghe's expression was also extremely grim. Looking at the increasingly hostile Saints and the irresistible, powerful aura emanating from the void, Ancestor Minghe grit his teeth and unleashed all the methods he had prepared.

As Ancestor Minghe's intent moved, the Blood Sea below churned with monstrous waves.

Kunpeng was taken aback. Is Minghe planning to fight against Saints? But in the next instant, a flash of killing intent crossed Kunpeng's eyes. Indeed, at this point, if we don't fight, we won't survive.

Kunpeng's aura suddenly changed, his robes billowing as if in a strong wind. In the sky, a terrifying, sky-obscuring silhouette vaguely appeared, and a barbarous aura swept outwards.

However, in the next moment, Kunpeng heard Minghe's voice.

"I, Minghe, sensing the deficiencies of heaven and earth, hereby establish the Asura Clan of the Blood Sea to perfect the path of slaughter in the Primordial Era. I request the Heavenly Dao to bear witness!"

Kunpeng was instantly stunned, his eyes wide as he looked at Minghe, his gaze filled with three parts astonishment, three parts surprise, and four parts panic, presenting an extremely complex emotion.

As Ancestor Minghe's voice faded, the Blood Sea churned, and three thousand blood-colored beings were born – fifteen hundred males and fifteen hundred females. The males were hideous in appearance and towering in stature, while the females were exceptionally beautiful. These three thousand innate Asura, supported by the primordial essence of the Blood Sea, were born at the Golden Immortal Realm!

Simultaneously, a detached will reappeared in the world, and a thick pillar of merit descended from the heavens. Forty percent flowed into Ancestor Minghe's body, thirty percent into the three thousand Asura, and thirty percent into the Blood Sea below.

Ancestor Minghe did not hesitate. The moment the merit entered his body, he chose to enhance his cultivation. Instantly, his cultivation, which had reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm and could advance no further, increased slightly. Although it was not a qualitative change, it was still an improvement.

He had taken a step beyond the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm!

Upon the descent of the merit, Ancestor Minghe did not delay and spoke again, "I, Minghe, establish the Asura Teaching to civilize the Asura Clan and use the Twelve-Grade Karma Red Lotus to suppress the fortune of the Asura Teaching. I request the Heavenly Dao to bear witness!"

His voice resounded throughout the Primordial Era, and another thick pillar of merit descended, flowing into Ancestor Minghe's body. Ancestor Minghe's fortune greatly increased, yet it still remained within the scope of a Quasi-Saint.

Ancestor Minghe's expression turned extremely grim!

The Heavenly Dao is unfair!

Why is there so little merit?

My Asura Clan is so much stronger than that Human Race, yet the merit is not only not greater than the Human Race's, but significantly less. The merit gained from establishing the Asura Clan and founding the Great Teaching combined is less than the merit Nuwa gained from creating humans.

How can this be!

The Heavenly Dao is unfair!

Ancestor Minghe's aura surged within him, and the Blood Sea churned with monstrous waves. Ancestor Minghe's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Originally, Ancestor Minghe's plan was to kill Jieyin and Zhunti first, seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and then, supported by the Blood Sea, create a race even more powerful than the Human Race. After creating the race, he would establish a teaching to civilize them, accumulating all the merit for himself, and thus achieve the status of the strongest Saint below Hongjun, surpassing the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa.

However, he failed to kill Jieyin and Zhunti. Although the Asura Clan and Asura Teaching were successfully created, the merit obtained was far less than he had imagined.

None of his schemes yielded the expected results.

Zhunti saw through Minghe's plan and inwardly sneered, He really thinks highly of himself. The Human Race is the protagonist of the eternal world, the race best suited for the development of the Primordial Era. How can the Asura Clan compare?