The Styx Ancestor arrived above the Sea of Blood and saw Hou Yi and the others glaring at him angrily, which made him somewhat puzzled.
I don't understand what I did to offend these people.
He turned his gaze to Houtu, "Fellow Daoist Houtu, what brings you here to instruct the Ancestor?"
"I dare not presume to offer guidance, fellow Daoist, you have accomplished a great feat!" Houtu said coldly.
The Styx Ancestor was already short-tempered, and he couldn't stand her sarcastic and unpredictable manner.
"Fellow Daoist, please speak frankly if you have something to say, otherwise don't blame this old ancestor for refusing to entertain you!"
Houtu sneered, "Fine! Fellow Daoist, you're quite the convincing liar. Don't tell me it wasn't you who stole the treasures from my palace before!"
She had already considered that innate spiritual treasure as her own, so she spoke of it with a clear conscience.
"What? Who stole your treasure? Don't make false accusations!"
The Styx Ancestor was taken aback, then became furious. He was, after all, an ancestor of his own kind; how could he have done such a petty and despicable thing?
Given his immense wealth, how many people in the entire prehistoric world could compare to him?
Leaving aside the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, the two innate swords Yuan Tu and A Bi, and the innate Asura Banner, any one of these four treasures would be highly sought after in the prehistoric world.
With such a precious treasure in his possession, why would he covet someone else's magical treasure?
That's a joke!
...
Seeing that the Styx Ancestor vehemently denied it, Kuafu, who was behind Houtu, could no longer stand it and stepped forward to shout, "You old demon! We have all seen this, yet you still dare to deny it!"
Hou Yi, standing to the side, also sneered and provoked, "That's right! You are supposed to be an ancestor of your own kind, and you are quite famous in the prehistoric world. I didn't expect you to be such a coward who dares to do things but not to admit them. You are truly disappointing."
The remaining experts from the Houtu tribe also began to criticize the Styx River.
The crowd's indignant and confident demeanor left Styx completely bewildered, almost making him think he had developed amnesia.
Could it be that I really did steal a magical treasure before?
Pshaw... How could that be!
At this moment, Brahma and other Asura experts emerged from the sea of blood, standing behind Styx Ancestor and confronting Hou Yi and the others.
These people naturally include Hu Le's incarnation, Indra.
Upon their arrival, they heard Hou Yi and the others vehemently criticizing the Styx Ancestor.
One by one, they couldn't help but show their uncontrollable anger, all in order to demonstrate their loyalty to the Styx Ancestor.
Brahma was the first to step forward and shouted, "Who do you think you are, daring to speak to my teacher like that? Even if my master did steal your treasures, so what? What can you do to him?"
When Styx Ancestor saw Brahma stand up for him, he was initially pleased, feeling that he hadn't taken on this disciple in vain. However, after Brahma finished speaking, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss.
At this moment, Indra, who already knew the whole story through his connection with the original deity, smiled to himself as he stepped forward to speak.
"What Senior Brother says is right. My ancestor is of such high status that it is your good fortune to have taken a liking to your treasures."
"You wouldn't have obediently offered it to the Ancestor before, and now that the Ancestor has it, you actually dare to come and ask for it back! Do you really think that my billions of Asura clan members are afraid of you?"
At this point, he looked at the Styx Ancestor with a respectful expression, patted his chest, and declared his determination: "Teacher, rest assured, as long as I have a breath left, I will never allow that person to offend you in the slightest."
Pah!
Sycophant!
Shiva and the others cursed Indra in their hearts, but they couldn't show it on their faces. In order not to let Indra steal the spotlight, they couldn't wait to flatter him.
Moreover, the methods of flattery are varied and diverse, making it difficult to distinguish which is better.
This gave the Styx Ancestor a headache. He wanted to shout: "Ancestor, I didn't steal anyone's treasure! I'm innocent!"
But is it permissible for him to shout like that?
Do you still want the dough?
If he dared to say that in front of all the disciples, wouldn't people think he was afraid of Houtu and the others and that's why he didn't dare to admit it?
Thinking about all this, he was almost numb. He turned around and glanced at Brahma and Indra.
They're both such idiots!
He couldn't tell whether these two genuinely wanted to stand up for him or were trying to frame him to death...
Brahma was somewhat bewildered by what he was seeing.
Indra remained expressionless, but inwardly he was secretly laughing.
For the sake of the true self, the Styx Ancestor must take the blame. Even if he doesn't want to, everyone has to help him take it.
In any case, given the Styx Ancestor's strength, even if he were to take the blame, it wouldn't affect him much.
At most, we formed a karmic connection with Houtu; so what?
Anyway, he himself said that as long as the sea of blood doesn't dry up, he's immortal, so it's just a false accusation, which he can take the blame for...
"Hehe... Fellow Daoist Styx! Things have come to this, what else do you have to say? Hurry up and return the spiritual treasure to me."
If you agree to return it, fine. But if you remain stubborn, hmph…
Houtu snorted coldly. Although she didn't say it too bluntly, the threat was very obvious.
The Styx Ancestor, accustomed to ruling as the supreme ancestor in the Blood Sea, had never been threatened like this before, and a chilling smile appeared on his face.
"What can you do if I remain obstinate... Houtu! You don't actually think the Ancestor is afraid of you, do you?!"
Having said that, it seems we've reached the end.
"Fine! It seems we have no choice but to fight this battle!"
Houtu shouted coldly, "Fellow Daoist! Take this!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and unleashed a bolt of innate Wuji divine lightning towards the Styx Ancestor.
Don't underestimate the power of a single bolt of Wuji Divine Thunder; its effectiveness depends on who wields it.
With his status and cultivation as a half-master of the Earth, the divine thunder he unleashed naturally contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.
A thunderbolt exploded, shattering the vast void. The entire sea of blood instantly boiled, and a layer of the sea surface was evenly shaved off by the lightning and fire.
Even before the divine lightning exploded, the Styx Ancestor sensed the power contained within it. He quickly raised the Asura Banner, which transformed into a streak of blood-red light to protect himself and his disciples.
Under the bombardment of divine thunder, the blood-red light trembled, and the Asura Banner shook violently.
One unlucky fellow, being some distance from the Styx Ancestor, was not fully protected by the Asura Banner; he was only covered by a thin layer of bloody light.
As a result, under the bombardment of the innate Wuji Divine Lightning, Xue Guang only lasted for a moment before collapsing, and he himself was also hit head-on by a ball of lightning.
With a deafening roar, he was reduced to ashes before he could even let out a scream.
"You vile wench! How dare you resort to such cruelty! The Ancestor will not forgive you!"
Seeing this, the Styx Ancestor was filled with resentment. With a flick of his wrist, he revealed a primordial sword, the infamous and malevolent sword—Yuan Tu…
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