There exists an unknown space within the Floating Summit Domain and the Bloody Sea.
This was created by Deng Chanyu to accommodate her space array. The old ancestor of the Abyssal River, relying on the mass charge of blood essence from a large number of blood essence entities, did not restrict the blood pouring into the array without restraint. He wanted to leave even a drop of saliva in your array even if it meant death. The massive amount of blood delayed and polluted the operation center of the array, and finally forced open her space array through sheer effort.
You have a thousand changes and ten thousand methods, but none of them work. Relying on the human sea tactics of people who fear not death, there's always a way to break through.
This move is truly effective. If we don't consider the casualties, it can be considered efficient.
Deng Chanyu turned around and left without taking this place seriously. Such a small space is like a microorganism. If we ignore it, the Hundun universe, relying on that mechanism of continuous expansion, will soon swallow it up as a whole.
Second-generation Yin He did not take this place seriously.
Eighty thousand blood essence entities sacrificed are not worth mentioning. He didn't have time to pay attention because he was crazy again!
After the first generation of the Abyssal River escaped, he ultimately corrupted the mind of this "swarm" of blood essence entities.
Madness spread quickly.
Now, should we pursue the first generation of the Abyssal River, lock him up, completely seal off the Bloody Sea, and then spend decades cultivating like during the Battle of Shengdi, confining madness to an individual, or should we close ourselves in to recover our cultivation and choose a new method to suppress madness? The second generation of the Abyssal River was in a state of indecision.
Boxun, the Great Brahmin, and other disciples kept their distance, afraid that their master might have an outbreak of madness, be in a bad mood, and harm himself.
At this time, a weak living creature followed its instinct and wandered into this space that was about to be erased.
"Uncle, Uncle? Where are you?"
"It's so dark here."
"It's so terrifying, but it smells so good! So good!"
The system of the four hundred and eighty million blood essence entities of the old ancestor of the Abyssal River should be quite complete.
However, as the first ancestor of the Abyssal River abducted more than a hundred million blood essence entities, a huge loophole emerged in the command system.
The second ancestor of the Abyssal River commanded the blood essence entities to fiercely attack Deng Chanyu's space array. The eighty thousand blood essence entities who died couldn't be retrieved in time. He was in a hurry to return to his nest, so he didn't care about this place. Now, a large amount of blood is trapped in the space array. Since there is blood, there are naturally blood essence entities.
The space array has been breached, and the weak creature was drawn by the vast amount of blood, drifting in without any hindrance from the direction of Pangu's stomach to this place.
At this moment, it went crazy and started to devour flesh and blood. As it ate, it gradually gained some spiritual wisdom and awoke a fraction of its previous memories. The rate of absorption increased, and the efficiency of absorbing essence became higher.
The originally flimsy body became solid, and the flesh and blood were no longer haphazardly piled up. Instead, they formed a well-structured muscle. Unlike normal living beings, it had blood first, then flesh, and finally bones.
After swallowing the remains of the eighty thousand blood essence entities, it wiped the blood off its face, revealing a fair boyish face.
"I'm called Mingxiang! I've come to find you, Uncle and Mother. You must take care of yourselves and never die!" The fury in his words was as tangible as substance, the hate soaring to the heavens. Yang Chan in Mount Hua couldn't help but burst into tears, and Yang Jian also furrowed his brow. What was it that was disturbing his spiritual heart?
"Get out!" Heaven was completely unaffected by Mingshan's interference. He was as hard as iron, and had done even crueler things.
At this moment, he showcased his formidable power and repelled the crimson essence spirit that was born from the "Fiery Flame Pavilion" with one swift stroke. The golden radiance emanating from the Tianhou Sword pushed back the scorching sea of fire.
After exchanging moves for over thirty strikes, testing the abilities of the five True Spirits derived from the Five Cardinal Directions, he first spread his five fingers and, utilizing an unparalleled abundance of divine power, forcibly bound the True Spirit of the Qing Lian Treasure Color Flag. Upon observing a clear lag in the cooperation of the Five Cardinal Directions Flag, he acted swiftly.
He first repelled the True Spirit of the "Lifted Ground Flame Light Flag," then continuously grasped the "Plain Cloud Boundary Flag" and the "Supreme Yuan Water Control Flag," and finally defeated the "Wu Ji Xing Huang Flag."
"All of you stop!" He spoke, and his power followed. As soon as he spoke, the five True Spirits under his control stood motionless. He looked at them twice and thought that Yang Mei's use of such methods was beneath him. With a wave of his robe, he continued walking forward.
With the enemies in the Blood Sea retreating and the tangled ghosts fleeing, the Five Cardinal Directions Flag trapped in place, he now had no one to stop him.
Heaven came to the side of a clear lake.
This lake covered an area of about a hundred thousand miles. The surface of the water was very calm. Occasionally, one could see some fish jumping out of the water, their scales dyed gold by the sun. The fish looked around with a sense of expectation and longing. They stopped in mid-air for a moment and then fell back into the lake again.
Seeing this lake, Heaven felt a surge of sadness well up in his heart. His gaze was solemn, his expression serious, and his hand tightened into a fist inside his sleeve.
This is not because he is weak, but because the sorrow of the universe has affected him.
Hongjun is the Dao of the heavens, but the Dao of the heavens is not Hongjun.
To the Tao of the Primordial Chaos, he, Tianhe, is just an ant among the heavens. Not tiny by any means, yet not particularly large either; he might not be noticed at all if not closely observed.
Yang Mei is different. He is a Mixed-Origin Great Lord of the First Rank, and in the Primordial Chaos, he is a child that he can see and touch. Now that this child has fallen, the Tao is sorrowful, and such a terrible mood has affected even Heaven.
He felt a bit disappointed and looked around.
Did he arrive too late? Yang Mei's remains have completely dissolved into nothingness, and now the purest part of his Mixed-Origin Great Lord's power has become a lake?
After all the hard work and effort, he ended up with this result?!
Suddenly, he saw an old man sitting by the lake shore, wearing a cape and fishing quietly.
For a moment, he even thought it was his daughter's best friend's avatar taking a different form to deceive him. After looking twice, he realized it wasn't.
He kept thinking about the reason for the other's appearance here, his steps were slow, but even if they were slower, it wouldn't take him tens of thousands of miles to cover the distance.
As the distance between them narrowed to ten steps, he took the initiative to speak: "Old Heaven, it's so leisurely."
The old man fishing by the lake had white beard and hair, looking extremely elderly, much like a mortal reaching the age of a hundred years.
No hair of the aged turned white and red. It seemed like an old man who was about to breathe his last.
At this moment, the old man slowly turned his head: "It's the Great Lord of Heaven, isn't it? You came rather late, was the journey difficult? I've been waiting and waiting, almost falling asleep."
The appearance of the old man was an unexpected variable for Tianhao. He had been thinking about it for over ten breaths, weighing the pros and cons, before speaking: "I do not know your purpose."
The old man's eyes were nearly closed, and now he slowly raised his hand to stop what he was about to say: "I'm old. Are you also old? How can you not recognize people anymore? The one you call the Saint is still in the Eight Scenery Palace. There are no Saints here, only an old fool."
