The three parts of the Milky Way are deliberately separated from each other.
Minghe worried that his evil thoughts would affect his Buddhist cultivation, completely isolating himself from the remaining blood god children. This isolation was actually incomplete. From time to time, he could see what was happening in the blood sea, and the blood god children in the blood sea could also see the sutras he read.
The Moonlight Buddha invented the "Mind Sealing Technique" and let Minghe practice it well. He completely sealed his own consciousness and quickly cut off worldly attachments, soaring to enlightenment.
The group of blood god children deep in the blood sea were actually afraid of being brainwashed, whether they were mad or devout. They were all afraid.
At this place in the generation of the Underworld River, he was the least worried. He believed that he was not mad, but rather it was you who were crazy.
The three parts are jealous of each other and hate each other. If they are allowed to develop like this, perhaps a higher level of balance will be born as a result.
The mad one goes to cause trouble, the one practicing Buddhism focuses on Buddhism, improving their spiritual realm, and occasionally transmitting Buddhist doctrines and spiritual powers back. The blood sea side is responsible for looking after the house while practicing. This balance is actually feasible.
Heaven did not grant man's wishes. The generation of the Underworld River was killed instantly by the illusionary array set by Deng Chan Yu, dying a clean death. The cause and effect between the two, which had been entangled for over thirty years, was settled in one fell swoop.
What is the Xuan Yuan Control Water Flag? What are all these deceptions? The cause and effect are gone, debts are settled. People die, accounts are closed.
In the future, there will be a new Ancestral Emperor of the Underworld River. However, that Underworld River and Deng Chan Yu have no cause and effect between them, and even he owes her thanks. If it were not for her slaying the Ancestral Emperor of the First Generation of the Underworld River, the new generation would not have been born so quickly
At this moment, the deepest part of the Blood Sea.
The crazy thoughts have been completely eliminated, and all the blood god children breathe a sigh of relief. Without this huge hindrance, nearly simultaneously, a new Ancestral Emperor of the Underworld River was born among the numerous blood god children, becoming the new dominant consciousness. This is the third generation.
This is a very imposing Asura, standing at one and a half zhang, with a blue face and fanged teeth, resembling an evil spirit.
The Asuras cannot contact the outside world, and they do not know what the Primordial World is, nor do they know about Emei Mountain or the Celestial Palace; they have never even heard of them. In order to relieve their families from the torments of the Blood Sea and to rise above others, they must take the path of cultivation.
Every Asura who has the intention to cultivate will leave the village under the bidding of their families.
Often it requires enduring countless hardships, defeating countless powerful enemies, seizing numerous opportunities, and only then can one reach the end.
It is when they believe themselves capable of becoming the new ruler of the Blood Sea that the Underworld River unleashes its fangs, transforming these outstanding Asuras into their own blood god offspring.
Generation after generation of Asura elites fell into this pit, ultimately forming a massive army of four billion eight million blood god offspring.
Now the Asura who has emerged victorious has the strongest willpower. Outside the Blood Sea, having strong willpower is definitely a good thing. However, in the Blood Sea, as the new container for the Ancestral Emperor of the Underworld River, it is a terrible thing to an extreme.
The memories of the strong Asura are completely overwhelmed by the memories of the Underworld River. The images of his elderly father, wife, and children at home gradually become blurred. The hundreds of years he spent in the Blood Sea are still present, but compared to the over billion years of memory from the Underworld River, they are no longer important.
The strong Asura's body rapidly shrunk, and his appearance was also changing. Eventually, he became the sinister appearance of the Underworld River. He combed through his memories, shook his head in disbelief and sighed.
"This is truly a dangerous situation," said the third Ancestral Emperor of the Underworld River, frowning, as the losses this time were quite significant.
The fall of the first Ancestral Emperor of the Underworld River has caused the third generation to permanently lose a portion of his power, knowledge, spells, and secret arts that belonged to him.
The first Ancestral Emperor of the Underworld River was a great man who had personally gone to the Zihao Palace to listen to teachings. Although he didn't understand at the time, the road of Xue Shenshi and San Shi of the Underworld River was different from his own blood god offspring. However, three times listening to lectures wasn't just about listening to methods of slaying corpses. The three times that Honghui gave lectures added up to eleven thousand one hundred years in total, involving an immense amount of knowledge.
The learning process is different whether you read books by yourself or have a teacher explain to you.
At this moment, the third generation of the Underworld River looks at some memories that belong to the first generation, like there is a thin veil between them. The memories from one billion years of time in the first generation are too many, and a large part of them have already become indistinct.
He immediately announced a seclusion, while ordering the remaining blood gods to hand over their memories. He intended to reconstruct the chaotic knowledge system of the Underworld River from the Da Luo Jin Xian stage, starting afresh to learn and master his own Dao Fruit. This was an enormous undertaking.
Deng Chan Yu put away the illusionary array she had set up. The Chaos Green Lotus of the hundred and eight levels looked intimidating, but in reality, it was an empty shell. The Underworld River was killed by her with a spear because, after regaining consciousness, he had a strong desire to die. If it were a true immortal, they wouldn't fight to the death either. With a few more calculations, she would definitely find a way out. The array she hastily laid down wasn't that god-like.
As the illusionary array was withdrawn, the mist of Yunmengze surged back.
All of the blood god offspring on the spot, numbering in the billions, turned to ashes, and only two people remained lying on the ground, which were Qiu's Xiu Jun and Xiu Jiang.
Qu Yuan was a staunch fan of Xiu Jun and Xiu Jiang, praising them with extremely eloquent words.
At this time, the ardent fans had not yet been born, while the protagonist of the story was nearing death.
"Madam, wake up, if you want to sleep, go back to sleep. Don't lie here, the ground is cold."
Xiangzi, there was no response. Deng Chan Yu then looked at Xiu Jun, who was said to be handsome but in her eyes, he was at most an 85% perfect score.
The blood god offspring had eroded their minds, the process was a bit domineering, and they couldn't wake up for the time being because their spiritual awareness was severely damaged. It would take long-term gradual cultivation to recover from this.
She had no time to linger here. After surveying the surroundings in the mist, she smiled.
She spoke to the empty space, "Come out, I've seen you long ago. Why do you still need to hide?"
The mist was silent and still, with only her voice spreading around.
"Did you think I was bluffing? Since I entered Yunmengze, I've felt your malevolence. It's hard not to find you. Give yourself some dignity and come out. Don't let me dig you out."
The surroundings underwent a sudden transformation, with rocks turning into scales and the earth forming into a body. In the Cloud Dream Lake, which had been shrouded in thick mist for years, two spots of crimson light appeared, like two giant red lanterns hanging in mid-air.
Deng Chan Yu nodded and said, "I see, so it's you. We are indeed old neighbors after all."
The temperature dropped sharply, and the unique serpent-like tongue language was faintly audible in the distance.
"Barakshan," Deng Chan Yu said the name of the other party.
When she was the princess of Shu, she only pacified the land of Shu.
In today's era, Ba and Shu are not a place, Ba is Ba, and Shu is Shu. At that time, she was busy cultivating. Later, she even didn't manage the affairs of state. How could she take troops to suppress the region of Ba?
The Barakshan is the guardian deity of Ba, or you could say it's an evil deity. In the ancient times, all sorts of bloody sacrifice ceremonies were indispensable, and it's hard to judge good and evil with today's values.
