Chapter 64 Emperor Jun Visits the Sea of Blood
Chapter 64 Emperor Jun Visits the Sea of Blood
Chapter 64 Emperor Jun Visits the Sea of Blood
"I understand Fellow Daoist Fuxi's intention. Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong is in seclusion and should not be disturbed at this time. However, given the current situation, every bit of strength we gain will bring more life to the beings of the primordial world. Why don't we visit the three Pure Ones and Fellow Daoist Styx separately? What do you think?" Dijun looked at Fuxi and gave his answer.
If he, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Nuwa alone could contend with the Wu tribe, he, bearing the supreme destiny, would absolutely not want his power to be taken away by others, but that was not an option.
This version of the Witch Clan is overpowered.
Even now, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation has not yet been fully exposed to the eyes of the primordial beings. Di Jun knows that Fuxi is not good at fighting, and no matter how strong Taiyi is, he will find it difficult to contend with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
As for the remaining powerful beings—once they reached the Quasi-Saint realm, Di Jun clearly knew that they couldn't count on them at all in a battle at this level.
"In that case, I will go to see Senior Brother Sanqing." Nuwa looked at Dijun and nodded calmly. She knew that Dijun was right.
"With such strategic acumen, Fellow Daoist Di Jun must be fully confident. This is truly a blessing for the primordial world, a blessing for all living beings, and a blessing for the immortal path," Bai Ze said respectfully to Di Jun.
Because Bai Ze is a rare sage, he understands even more the importance of Di Jun.
"I may go with Fellow Daoist Nuwa," Taiyi said, looking at Nuwa.
"Good," Nuwa replied.
"Then let me and Fellow Daoist Fuxi handle Fellow Daoist Styx's situation," Di Jun said, looking at Fuxi.
The powerful beings split into two groups. One group consisted of Nuwa and Taiyi, who headed straight for Kunlun Mountain. The other group, which included many powerful beings and was led by Dijun and Fuxi, headed towards the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Although the primordial world was vast, the lowest level of cultivation among all the great supernatural beings was still a Great Luo Golden Immortal. In just over a thousand years, they arrived at the edge of the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Contrary to the desolation, death, or chaos that people imagined, a city stood near the sea of blood, with two phosphorescent lanterns hanging high above the city gate, making the fangs of the bronze beast head on the lintel glow with an eerie light.
The copper bells on the eaves rang without wind, each tremor startling the vengeful spirits churning in the blood river below the city walls. Above them, many zombies swayed. The city streets meandered like a snake's slough, the houses were neatly arranged, and banners for summoning souls hung on both sides. The city was filled with many Asuras and ghost immortals, which could be described as—well-organized.
"Fellow Daoist Styx is truly skilled." Fuxi looked at Fengdu City before him and sighed softly. Building such a city in a barren land like the Blood Sea is not difficult for you great supernatural beings. What is difficult is creating the "prosperity" in Fengdu City.
Using the word "prosperous" to describe the city inhabited by the long-dead ghost immortals and Asuras who practiced the path of ghost immortals is not quite appropriate, but at this moment, the word is so fitting.
The group of ghosts and immortals were so content that the Netherworld Blood Sea seemed almost like a paradise on earth.
There was no other way; although the primordial land was wonderful, it was too far from the Heavenly Kingdom and too close to the Witch Clan.
Many powerful beings who had never paid attention to the Netherworld Blood Sea before were full of praise when they saw this scene.
Before Di Jun could lead his group of powerful cultivators deeper into the Blood Sea, they saw a handsome and dignified figure wearing a bright red Daoist robe riding a twelve-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, heading this way. Behind the man was a golden wheel of Daoist script, and above his head were auspicious clouds of heaven.
On the golden wheel of Daoist inscription, the boundless golden light of merit and the sound of chanting by all living beings blended together, making people feel refreshed and happy under the golden light. Even the gloom of the Netherworld Blood Sea was dispelled. Above the auspicious clouds of the heavens, many different colors and divine lights emanated, and the five-colored radiance illuminated the heavens. The eight-tone celestial music resounded throughout the universe, complementing the golden wheel of Daoist inscription.
Such an image, who wouldn't call him a virtuous man and praise him as a truly blessed immortal?
Although that person stood above the Netherworld Blood Sea, compared to the River Styx in everyone's mind, he seemed more like a "great benefactor" who was saving wronged souls from the sea of blood.
Di Jun and Fu Xi exchanged a glance, both looking surprised and uncertain.
Di Jun has now severed his corpse. As a quasi-saint, his eyesight is extraordinary. Moreover, he severed his corpse with the River Diagram, which adds to his ability to deduce. However, at this moment, when Di Jun looked at the figure in the Styx River, he felt that the other party was even more terrifying and unfathomable than when he killed Kunpeng outside the Purple Cloud Palace. It was as if his cultivation had greatly improved.
But how is that possible?
How can someone's cultivation level improve so drastically in such a short period of time?
"Fellow Daoists, you have come from afar. I am sorry for not being able to greet you properly." Styx looked at the group of great supernatural beings led by Dijun and Fuxi, and greeted them with a smile.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Styx." Di Jun and Fu Xi dared not be negligent and quickly returned the greeting.
"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, you are all guests, but the scenery of the Blood Sea is really not presentable. How about we find a place with beautiful scenery first, and then I will entertain you all?" Styx looked at Di Jun in front of him and said with a smile.
"I apologize for my unauthorized visit without prior notice. Fellow Daoist Styx, please forgive me. I will follow your lead." Di Jun looked at Styx, his tone gentle and warm, like a spring breeze.
Before long, the group of powerful cultivators found a scenic mountain area. Although it was not a blessed land, it had mountains and water and was full of spiritual energy, so they stopped there.
"I haven't yet congratulated Fellow Daoist Styx on your great progress in cultivation."
"I wish Fellow Daoist Styx a speedy attainment of the Great Dao." Di Jun looked at Styx and congratulated him with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Di Jun has also severed his three corpses and attained the Path of Quasi-Saint. Congratulations to him!"
"I also wish all of you fellow Daoists to quickly attain the Primordial Chaos Realm and achieve great freedom," Styx said with a smile as he exchanged pleasantries with the other party.
He didn't want to hide this new divine body formed from Pangu's essence and blood, nor did he need to. He had accumulated so much merit before, and if Styx wanted to, he could use this merit to improve his cultivation and become a saint on the spot. So why hide it?
He doesn't need to hide it like that anymore.
Who dares to kill him?
Who can kill him?
Those capable of killing him wouldn't do something so self-destructive, and those who would dare to kill him with such self-destructive actions lack the ability to do so. So what is there to fear?
"By the way, fellow Daoists, I noticed that many of you look worried. May I ask what brings you here?" Styx asked Dijun.
If nothing serious happens, he will go back to cultivate. After all, this great calamity is the Lich Calamity, and Di Jun and Fu Xi are the main characters of the calamity. He feels that it is best not to get involved with the future demon race.
The incident involving the Earth Immortal Path had already served as a warning to him; if he were to be dragged into it, things would be disastrous.
"I implore Fellow Daoist Styx, for the sake of our shared experience of listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, to save the immortal path and all living beings in the primordial world from this calamity." Di Jun looked at Styx, and seeing that Styx had asked a question, he did not speak directly, but simply bowed before saying this.
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