After that.
Liu Er followed Su Yuan back to the Reincarnation Nether World.
Under Su Yuan's arrangement, Liu Er went to the Eighteen Hells.
Liu Er was shocked when he saw the scene of the netherworld for the first time.
He had never expected that after the Wu and Demon Tribes went through the Cultivation Tribulation, the latter would scatter in all directions and completely retreat.
However, he did not expect that the Sorcerer Tribe did not show any signs of going through the tribulation. Not only were they not weakened, but they were even stronger.
However, Liu Er was curious why Su Yuan would bring him to the netherworld.
Before Liu Er could ask his question, Su Yuan said," There are 18 levels of hell in the Nether World. Each level of hell has countless evil spirits. If you can see all the dangers in the world, break your Taoist Heart and sharpen your state of mind, I will teach you the Tao."”
The path of cultivation was endless…
Since ancient times, there had never been a lack of peerless geniuses. Those with heaven-defying talent were like countless carps crossing the river.
However, most of them were just short-lived.
In the end, there were very few who could be famous in the Primordial World and leave a legacy for hundreds of generations.
The Six-Eared Macaque was one of the Four Primal Chaos Monkeys, and it was no weaker than any of the top-tier Xiantian lifeforms.
If he wanted to succeed in cultivation, he needed to sharpen his Dao heart.
Traveling to the 18 levels of hell and seeing all the evil spirits in the world was beneficial to cultivation.
Thus, Su Yuan had put in a lot of effort.
After Liu Er learned about it, he gladly accepted it and decided to stay in the 18th level of hell to sharpen his Taoist Heart.
After everything was arranged, Liu Er was Su Yuan's disciple, so he could make an exception and travel to the eighteen levels of hell without being stopped or troubled by the reapers.
Liu Er, who had received preferential treatment in the netherworld, was even more glad that he had acknowledged a big shot like Su Yuan as his master…
After arranging everything, Su Yuan began to cultivate in seclusion.
He returned to the old site of Mount Buzhou and wanted to refine it.
It was known that Buzhou Mountain was formed by Pangu's spine, which contained the great power of the Great Path. If it weren't for the self-explosion of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Dong during the great war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribe, which shook Buzhou Mountain and caused the loss of a part of the Dharma of Buzhou Mountain, it would have been very difficult for him to refine it.
At that time.
A cold wind blew above Buzhou Mountain.
An ethereal figure stood in the air, as if he was isolated from the world, like an immortal descending to the mortal world.
"Buzhou Mountain is formed by Pangu's spine, and it contains power and pressure. If I refine it, turn it into a mark, and carve it on my forehead, it will help me comprehend and improve the Great Dao of power!”
Su Yuan looked at the majestic divine mountain in front of him, his heart filled with a majestic aura.
He had planned for a long time to get his hands on Buzhou Mountain.
One must know that the Primordial Origin of the later generation would be able to refine a Supreme Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, the Flipping Sky Seal, for his beloved disciple Guang Chengzi if he obtained a section of Mount Buzhou.
With this treasure, Guang Chengzi had defeated countless experts…
If Su Yuan were to refine the entire Buzhou Mountain, the fortune he would get would be unimaginable.
Back then, Pangu had reached the peak of the Great Dao of Strength.
Now, he had reached the peak of Sage-to-be and his combat strength had reached the Primordial Chaos level. He was using Buzhou Mountain to verify and comprehend the Great Dao to reach the Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven.
Once the verification was successful, he would enter the Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven…
Su Yuan boasted that with the many things he had, he could be invincible in the world!
After transmigrating for so many years, he seemed to have forgotten his goal when he transmigrated.
And now, he only wanted to be invincible in the world, and no one could bully him!
With an invincible heart, Su Yuan started to refine Buzhou Mountain…
During this period.
The Primordial Continent was very calm.
It was so calm that it was terrifying…
The Great Wilderness, which had just experienced the Cultivation Tribulation, needed some time to recuperate.
However, the various forces had never been content with their own actions.
The Saints were far-sighted and were planning for the next Cultivation Tribulation all the time…
As for the Heavenly Court, under the leadership of Haotian, it was recruiting talents everywhere and gradually getting on the right track…
The reincarnation of the underworld was also in order.
At this moment.
Everything seemed to calm down in the time deduction.
And under Samsara.
In the endless blood sea, there was a strange movement.
Ancestor Minghe, who was at the Peak Level of Sage-to-be, saw the former Zixiao Palace become a Sage after listening to the lecture. Even Houtu of the Wu Tribe, who had no Original Spirit, became a Sage.
And he was still walking on the spot, unable to advance even an inch…
Ancestor Minghe was one of the first batch of top-notch primordial creatures, and his talent was not inferior to the Three Pure Ones, Emperor Jun, and East Emperor Taiyi. He was proud of himself and would not be willing to fall behind others.
Here.
Immersed in the Blood Sea, Ancestor Netherworld River began to plan…
"This ancestor has been dormant for too long. It's time to create something and stir up the Primordial World…"
"Since Nuwa can obtain boundless merit by creating humans and become a Merit Saint, then…I can naturally do the same!”
With this thought in mind, Ancestor Netherworld River began to imitate Goddess Nvywa in creating humans.
Not long after.
In the Blood Sea, a creature named Asura was born…
After Ancestor Netherworld River created the Asura Clan, he was lost.
This was because when he created the Asura Clan, he did not receive any merit from the heavens like how Nuwa created humans…
At first, Ancestor Netherworld River felt that the number of Asura tribes he had created was too small and he could not sense the Way of Heaven, so he started to create crazily.
As time passed…
More and more Asuras were born in the Blood Sea…
On this day.
In the depths of the blood sea, divine lightning interweaved, evolving into a terrifying phenomenon.
At this moment, thunder rumbled and strong winds blew. Ancestor Minghe was excited, thinking that the Way of Heaven was going to bestow merit.
Little did he know…
With a loud boom, a thick bolt of divine lightning landed on his body, giving him a heavy blow!
Ancestor Netherworld River spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward with a muffled sound. His face was filled with anger and unwillingness.
He had painstakingly created the Asura Clan. Not only did he not receive any merit, but he had also incurred divine punishment. He had committed a grave sin!!
He was extremely furious and unwilling.
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