"Please calm down, Ancestor. I will serve you day and night." Blood God Child only knew that he was created by the Ancestor in front of him, but he didn't know much else.
"Alas, such is the will of Heaven... such is the will of Heaven..." Styx calculated with his fingers and sighed, "The Asura race is destined to emerge this time, I bestow upon you the name Mara. I will unleash my great magic and recreate the Asura." It turned out that the Heavenly Dao was working its way, and the Asura race was destined to emerge now, for a great event to come. After Styx's cultivation greatly improved, he had a clear understanding of the matter. Although he felt that the merit of attaining sainthood was hopeless, he calmed down.
Styx sat cross-legged, pointed at the blood pool, and the blood pool immediately shimmered, and the sea of blood rippled, seemingly revealing a lot of killing intent. Then he shouted: "Blood Sea Reincarnation Array, absorb!"
Fifteen years later, on the Styx River.
As soon as the Styx Ancestor cast his spell, the entire Blood Sea seemed to boil, with raging waves rising across its vast expanse, and a stench so intense it threatened to devour souls. After a period of turmoil, the Blood Sea gradually calmed down, but it then emitted bursts of mysterious suction forces that broke through the Nine Netherworlds and dispersed into the primordial land.
Not long after the Blood Sea Reincarnation Array began operating, scattered souls began to traverse the primordial land, drawn by the bloody yin energy, heading straight for the Blood Sea of the Nine Netherworlds. The number of souls gradually increased, and upon reaching the Blood Sea, they plunged straight in, being swallowed up without even a splash of blood. At this moment, the Blood Sea's devouring power was at its peak; ordinary souls and vengeful ghosts were utterly powerless to resist.
The difference between a soul and a vengeful ghost isn't significant. The former refers to the three souls and seven spirits inherent in a person, which simply separate after death. A ghost, on the other hand, is a soul that hasn't been severely damaged, which, under certain circumstances, condenses into a ghostly body. Souls and vengeful ghosts can also be considered as spirits. Ghosts are also living beings, just a different kind of existence. They can cultivate and comprehend the Dao, but their progress is extremely slow. A ghost cultivator who achieves great success can condense a Dao body and become a ghost immortal. At this stage, however, ghosts lack cultivation methods and can only cultivate instinctively, making their progress as slow as a snail's pace.
Ghosts entering the Blood Sea should have thrived like fish in water, rivers flowing into the sea. However, the Blood Sea was bound by the Styx River's magic, forming the Blood Sea Reincarnation Array. Ghosts entering the Blood Sea were like moths drawn to a flame, all being devoured. The soul essence diverted from the Reincarnation Array was sent into the Blood Pool in the Soul Suppression Hall, where the Blood God Child, having obtained the soul essence, was continuously reincarnated as a member of the Asura race.
On this day, the Blood Sea raged outside, its stench filling the air. Suddenly, a woman appeared above the Blood Sea. She was none other than the Ancestral Witch Houtu. Houtu saw that all the souls were entering the Blood Sea and being swallowed up in an instant. She frowned and wondered if the Styx River was also learning from the Witch Clan and using human souls to refine treasures.
Houtu already felt guilty towards Xuantian. To ease her conscience, she had come out of the primordial world to collect the souls and settle them. Now, seeing the Styx collecting souls, she felt somewhat displeased. She couldn't interfere with the actions of the ancestral witches of the Wu tribe, but the Styx's actions were a different story. Thinking of this, Houtu gathered her magic power and collected the soul that was about to dive into the sea of blood.
Seeing the Asura clan members emerging one by one from the blood pool, the Styx Ancestor, though they hadn't achieved sainthood this time, was still happy to have created them for him, treating them like his own children. Suddenly, however, no more souls entered. Styx was surprised, and after a quick calculation, realized that Houtu was blocking the souls. Enraged, he immediately left the Blood Sea Soul Suppression Hall. Upon seeing Houtu, he angrily demanded, "Houtu, what business do you have in my Blood Sea?"
"So it's the Styx Ancestor. Houtu greets you. Houtu has come for these souls." Upon seeing the Styx Ancestor, Houtu thought to herself that this was, after all, his territory, and also bowed.
"Oh, Ancestor, I saw that these souls had nowhere to live in the primordial world, so I planned to place them in my Blood Sea. But you interrupted my spellcasting for no reason. What is your intention?" Styx said angrily.
“Ancestor Styx! You’re not collecting these souls to settle them, are you? Those things behind you are things you created from these souls, aren’t they?” Houtu saw that Styx was followed by a group of creatures that were neither human nor non-human, and were new beings never before seen in the primordial world. She knew Styx’s purpose in collecting these souls.
"So what if it is? I, the Ancestor, see these souls and spirits as ignorant and confused. What's wrong with taking them to create a new species?"
"You are taking the souls of these humans to create another race. It may seem like a good deed, but it is actually an act of robbery. Houtu will never allow you to do such a thing," Houtu said angrily.
"Houtu! You, the Witch Clan, are allowed to kill humans and collect their souls, but I, your ancestor, am not allowed to take from the Creator? Are your Witch Clan's actions not acts of robbery?" The ancestor was furious. I am robbery just for collecting some scattered souls, but when your Witch Clan kills people, are you not robbers?
These words struck a nerve with Houtu. Houtu already disapproved of what the Wu tribe was doing, but she couldn't stop them, which made her uneasy. And then, the Styx Ancestor brought up the very thing she didn't want to talk about, which immediately angered Houtu.
"Styx, don't try to argue. With me, Houtu, here today, you can forget about collecting human souls again." Houtu was furious and no longer showed any courtesy to Styx. When have the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Primordial World ever been afraid of anyone?
When the Styx Ancestor heard Houtu's words, he knew things couldn't end well. He raised the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords and attacked Houtu. Houtu was equally quick. Seeing the Styx Ancestor's sword attack, she secretly laughed and said, "Seeking death. Doesn't he know that all the Wu tribe are skilled in close combat?" She transformed into her earth god form, with a human body and a snake tail, seven hands on her back, and two hands in front each holding a Teng Snake, blocking the Styx Ancestor's attack.
Styx Yuantu and Abi attacked Houtu, but could not get close enough to harm her. Even if they did, they couldn't injure her ancestral witch body. They suddenly realized their foolishness in drawing their swords against the most experienced ancestral witch in the prehistoric world – wasn't that courting death? Seeing that their swords were ineffective, only flashing yellow light when they struck Houtu, leaving her unharmed, they retreated a hundred miles, unleashing countless sword energies at her, and then releasing billions of Blood God Children to attack her as well.
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