Ming Xin's clear voice was like a stone cast into stagnant water, echoing above the endlessly churning Blood Sea.
After a brief silence, the boundless dark-red Blood Sea below suddenly underwent a violent change!
Rumble—!
As if some colossal creature were stirring beneath the sea, the viscous waves of blood were forcibly parted by an invisible giant hand, rolling away to both sides and raising blood-red billows tens of thousands of feet high!
A broad, deep passage leading directly to the core of the Blood Sea appeared before Ming Xin.
On either side of the passage stood towering waves like scarlet walls, within which countless twisted faces seemed to wail and struggle.
At the end of the passage, bloodlight gathered as a lotus platform, crimson as blood and burning with eerie red lotus flames, slowly rose.
Upon the lotus platform stood an elderly man clad in a Blood Colored Dao Robe. His features were sinister, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, and his body radiated dense blood fiend and slaughter aura.
He was the master of the Blood Sea, creator of the Asura Race, and wielder of the two great killing swords, Yuan Tu and A Bi—Old Ancestor Ming He!
He stood atop the Twelve-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus. The Karmic Fire it emitted was not scorching; instead, it carried an eerie power that burned away karmic sins and stirred Inner Demons.
It repelled the surrounding bloodsea aura, forming a domain of its own.
Old Ancestor Ming He's blood-red eyes fell coldly upon Ming Xin, filled with undisguised disgust and scrutiny.
A mocking curve formed at the corner of his lips. His voice was hoarse and shrill, like metal scraping against iron:
"Hmph! I wondered who dared to shout outside my Blood Sea.
"So it was you, you little