It is said that Huang Tian, after using words to move the minds of the Buddhists stationed in hell, such as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, came to the sea of blood in the underworld. This time, he wanted to meet an unparalleled powerful being born from the sea of blood, the ancestor of the Shura clan, the ancestor of the Styx.
"Fellow Daoist Minghe."
Huang Tian crossed the space restriction and came to the secret room where the Styx Patriarch was in seclusion, and spoke with a smile.
"Who are you?"
The ancestor of the Styx asked in confusion at the sudden appearance of Huang Tian.
"I am Huang Tian Dao Zun, the supreme master of the universe. I am looking for you today because I want to tell you the reason why you cannot become a saint. Are you willing to listen?"
Huang Tian looked at the Styx Patriarch with a smile, and a powerful pressure was quietly released, pressing towards the Styx Patriarch.
The ancestor of the Styx only felt that under this powerful momentum, he was like a small boat in the ocean, at risk of sinking at any time. He had felt this feeling before when he was with other saints.
But when did such a powerful person appear in the ancient world?
However, since he is the master of a vast world, he must have sneaked into the prehistoric world, right?
So, he is a powerful enemy from outside the domain?
He doesn't care!
Anyway, he is not a saint who maintains the operation of the laws of nature. What does it have to do with him if people from outside the domain invade the prehistoric world?
"Are you a saint? Indeed, since you are the master of a top-level world, it is not surprising that you possess the strength of a saint."
The old man Minghe was amazed, and then he said seriously: "Please tell me the reason why I can't become a saint, Minghe is grateful!"
Huang Tian's expression instantly became extremely serious. He made a move to disrupt the operation of the heavenly mechanism and said, "Fellow Daoist Minghe, I have thought about this matter over and over again and feel that it is okay to tell you. However, once you know this, it may not bring you any benefits. On the contrary, you may suffer a terrible disaster!"
"Master of the Realm, I have survived countless years and can continue to survive, but I am ultimately restricted by this dark sea of blood. If I can become a saint, I can completely escape from this place. So, if you know why I cannot become a saint, please tell me the truth!"
The Styx Patriarch looked at Huang Tian seriously and said.
"Fellow Daoist Minghe, it's not that you can't become a saint by creating living beings, but because the Heavenly Dao no longer has a saint position for you!"
As soon as Huang Tian opened his mouth, the ancestor of the Styx frowned.
"That's impossible. There are nine Heavenly Paths, and only six Heavenly Path Saints have appeared so far, leaving three more vacancies. The tour guide's guess is wrong."
The ancestor of the Styx was a little disappointed. He thought Huang Tian really knew the reason, but it turned out that he was just talking nonsense.
"Really? Then have you ever thought about where Hongjun Daozu's three corpses went after he merged with the Dao?"
As soon as Huang Tian said this, the Styx Patriarch froze in place.
Yes, why has no one thought about where the three corpses of Hongjun Daozu are after all these years? The method of beheading the three corpses to become a saint was passed down by him, so there is no reason for him not to practice it!
This was the only thought left in the mind of the Styx Patriarch.
Gradually, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, that is, the three holy seats were occupied.
"The three corpses of Daoist Ancestor Hongjun...occupy the other three...Saintly Seats of Heavenly Dao!"
He uttered these words tremblingly.
At this moment, the old man of the Styx was covered in cold sweat. He finally understood what Huang Tian said.
A terrible disaster!
This is truly a horrific disaster!
He accidentally saw through Hongjun's plan. Once Hongjun knew about it, he, the ancestor of the Styx, would have no way out.
But suddenly, he burst into laughter wildly.
"Hahaha, I see, that's how it is! I thought I wasn't doing well enough, but it turns out God just didn't give me a chance!"
He looked up at the surging sea of blood above him and roared angrily to the heavens, "Hongjun! You have directly cut off my path to becoming a saint! Heaven is unfair! Heaven is unfair!"
He spent countless efforts and thought of countless methods, but in the end he had no way to become a saint. He thought it was because of him.
Now it seems that the old villain Hongjun has taken over the position and has not left any chance for himself!
The extremely suppressed anger slowly grew in his heart, and the overwhelming resentment rushed straight into the entire sea of blood.
The sea of blood, originally formed by the filth of the world, now became filled with resentment, and the terrifying blood waves shook the entire hell and echoed continuously!
Inside the Taoist temple of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun.
Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun asked in confusion, "What's wrong with the Ancestor of the Underworld? This was already the most filthy place, and now it even has this terrifying resentment. Will people be able to come to the Netherworld Blood Sea in the future?"
He had no idea how angry the Styx Patriarch was at that moment.
On the Naihe Bridge, Meng Po's face was solemn. The mortal world had ceased fighting, the dragons were controlling the floods, and the souls in Hell were finally less crowded. She had thought she could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but now something was afoot in the Netherworld Blood Sea. What injustice had the Styx suffered? The surging resentment was almost tangible!
Then, Meng Po glanced at the place where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was and said, "Young man from the Buddhist sect, it seems you are in big trouble. The Styx is usually a sea of blood, but now it is filled with such terrifying resentment. If you try to convert the Asuras again, you might be killed on the spot."
When Meng Po said this, she suddenly smiled.
"Once Dizang dies, I will be able to take back some of the power in the underworld. If Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun of the Heavenly Court also takes away the incarnations of the Ten Kings of Hell, then the entire underworld will be under my control. That will be the time for me to re-establish the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld.
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