The Rage of the Netherworld River, A Murderous Wind Will Rise
Thousands of miles away.
A bald eagle landed on the corpse of a wild rabbit.
However, the vulture did not notice that a lump of solidified blood in the rabbit's body had suddenly moved…
The bird's eyes glowed red and it spoke in human language,""Fortunately, I've put my spiritual will into a ball of dried blood.
"That mighty figure is so meticulous. He's too terrifying!”
The voice belonged to Blood Demon Patriarch Zhao Mingtian!
It turned out that after Old Demon Zhao self-destructed, he immediately used the Blood Demon Secret Technique to place his soul in a bloodstain. After that, he completely hid.
If the bald eagle had not landed on the hare's corpse, his soul would have dissipated in half a month!
Old Demon Zhao, who was in a complete turtle state, didn't know what happened after he was in a turtle state.
However, looking at the land that seemed to have been plowed, Old Demon Zhao knew that the mighty figure had come personally.
As an old demon who ran amok, Zhao Mingtian relied on his own strength and wisdom.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have immediately severed his tail and self-destructed to survive after feeling that he was locked onto by the aura!
He was convinced by his own ancestor's strength.
However, he was even more impressed by this unknown Upper Realm Godfiend.
The strength to destroy everything and the meticulous mind.
Flying high, after a few turns, Old Demon Zhao finally returned to his underground blood pool.
"Patriarch, please…"
"Trash…"
A deep and hoarse voice that seemed to transcend endless time and space came from the blood pool. Following this voice, the huge blood pool began to fluctuate as if it was boiling.
"Trash…trash, really, trash!”
Ignoring the cause and effect, the Spiritual Thought Avatar from Ancestor Minghe was already furious when it saw Zhao Mingtian's current state!
It turned out that Zhao Mingtian's backer was Ancestor Minghe, a veteran Sage-to-be who had been immersed in Untainted Land for a long time!
Zhao Mingtian trembled when he sensed the anger coming from Ancestor Minghe's Spiritual Thoughts.
When the ancestor was enraged, it was terrifying!
"Patriarch, please…"
"You ruined my ten thousand year plan, die!”
Before Zhao Mingtian could continue to plead, the Divine Sense in the blood pool suddenly swept up countless traces of tainted blood and flew towards the bird that Zhao Mingtian possessed.
With just a touch, the bird's body immediately decayed. Immediately after, a body made of blood appeared.
His body suddenly opened his eyes, and the scarlet light seemed to be able to pierce through the sky.
At this moment, he was no longer Zhao Mingtian.
It was the Netherworld River!
"Trash!"
"Destroy my ten-thousand-year-old plan. I want this world to have no bones left!”
After devouring Zhao Mingtian's soul, Minghe's Spiritual Thoughts, which had already known the cause and effect, exploded in anger!
The 10,000-year-old plan was destroyed in a single day!
Minghe's Spiritual Thoughts could not help but become angry. For the main body, 10,000 years was just a flash, but for the general trend of Untainted Land, there was only one chance for the God Deification Tribulation!
The Netherworld River's layout was very complicated, but it was also very simple.
In Untainted Land, the Apotheosis Tribulation had begun. According to Minghe's speculation, the Western Religious Sect was destined to prosper.
Now was the best time for the Western Religious Sect to recruit soldiers and buy horses.
He had already used ten thousand years to cover up Zhao Mingtian's origin and foundation. He had also allowed him to cultivate the technique of the Great Joy Bodhisattva of the Western Sect and cultivate the Great Joy Body.
As long as Zhao Mingtian ascended, with his rank 9 loose immortal identity and the foundation of the great joy body.
He would naturally be able to join the Western Sect and be destined to become a middle-level Arhat!
He was confident that no one would be able to find out Zhao Mingtian's whereabouts in this ten-thousand-year-old scheme unless Zhunti and Jieyin, the two Sages, personally made a move.
By then, with Zhao Mingtian in the Western Religious Sect, Minghe would have many ways to steal the Luck of the Western Religious Sect.
But now, the 10,000-year-old plan had been destroyed!
No one knew how much effort Minghe had put into this arrangement.
Without luck, how could he become a Sage?!
Furious!
Minghe roared,"
"No matter whose divine sense it is, I want him dead!
"And in the Wilderness, the Patriarch will definitely personally kill his true body!”
"I want this world to become a sea of blood!!!”
"Kill them!"
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