"Very simple?"
Ancestor Netherworld was stunned by his words.
The difficulty of becoming a Saint was as difficult as a mortal ascending to the heavens!
Simple?
Perhaps it was really easy to become a Saint in front of a true Saint.
Now, Minghe looked over with a pair of eyes full of anticipation.
"Your Dao kills the heavens, the earth, and all living beings. This is the true Dao of Slaughter.”
"Now, you only need to kill a Saint to achieve Dao. I believe you should know your own Dao.”
"You didn't become a Saint because you didn't have the ability to kill a Saint and join our Jie School. I'll give you this chance.”
Rumble!
No one had expected Tongtian to actually have such an idea.
Killing a Saint!
This was taking the risk of the world!
But for some reason, Minghe was very interested in it.
This was because he was also a person who did not submit to the will of heaven.
If he wanted to attain Dao, he had to kill a Saint. He couldn't avoid this.
However, the Saint was really too strong. He was so strong that his hair stood on end.
He could still remember the Holy War vividly.
It was to the extent that he could not think of what to say now.
He thought that he would die down, but Tongtian actually came and gave him a chance.
This opportunity was what he had always wanted.
Killing a Saint was the opportunity to kill a Saint.
Just as Minghe was shocked, Tongtian spoke again.
"Actually, the opportunity to kill the Saint hasn't arrived yet. You still need to wait.”
"However, I have a method that can allow you to obtain endless benefits and instantly increase your strength.”
Boom!
The Netherworld River was shaken again, as if it had been struck by a bolt of lightning.
Could it be that other than killing Saints, he had other ways to improve himself?
Minghe didn't know what to say.
"Sage Tongtian, please enlighten me."
Minghe's face turned solemn and he bowed respectfully. He looked even more excited.
Wouldn't it be better to take in the Netherworld River and now add another sect's combat strength?
Since that was the case, then come on.
Tongtian's eyes focused as he slowly said.
"Establishing a sect, establishing the Asura Sect!"
When he said this, Ancestor Netherworld River's mind resonated. It was as if a spiritual light had poured into his head.
People have things to do and things not to do.
And this matter seemed to be destined for him.
Perhaps this was what was about to happen.
If he wanted to do it, then he would do it.
All of a sudden, Ancestor Minghe floated in the Nine Heavens, and a fierce bloodlust aura pervaded the Untainted Land.
"I am the Lord of the Blood Sea, Minghe. Today, I have created a race called Asura. I shall be the Lord of Asura.”
Rumble!
At this moment, a huge response came from the sky, and an immeasurable amount of merit descended.
He established the Netherworld River of the Asura Sect and became the Lord of Asura.
The blood sea continued to bubble, and figures began to appear.
Countless Asuras were born at this time, bowing at the feet of the Netherworld River and kowtowing to the Cult Master.
Having obtained the boundless merit, Ancestor Netherworld River was excited.
There were also a lot of saints.
With this merit, he might be able to try.
Weng! Weng! Weng!
As soon as the immeasurable energy entered his body, Minghe's momentum actually rose steadily. His body seemed to be constantly changing.
Between illusion and reality, he seemed to be about to enter the true Saint Realm at any time.
He was here.
He was here.
Minghe felt that he was only one step away from becoming a Sage. He had already seen the gate of the Sage.
However, at this moment, his rising aura began to disappear until it completely disappeared.
F * ck!
Nothing.
The chance to become a Saint was gone just like that?
Now, the confused Minghe vaguely understood something.
He finally understood why Tongtian had only said that it was only benefits and not becoming a Saint.
Although establishing a sect could help him improve himself, it could not help him become a Saint.
It seemed that this was the only path left for him.
Killing a Saint! Killing a Saint!
Killing Dao!
Killing to prove dao!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
All of a sudden, a bloody light flashed in Minghe's eyes. His killing intent was even higher than the sky.
Since the myriad of Daos were destroyed, only killing would last forever.
So what if he killed a saint?
At this moment, Minghe wanted to kill the Sage.
Minghe calmed himself down and gradually came back to his senses.
"Whoosh!"
After arranging his posture, Minghe bowed again.
" Minghe thanks Cult Master for your guidance."
At this moment, Minghe was truly grateful to Tongtian.
Clean and neat, I'll give you the benefits.
Such a person had a myriad of spirit and could be considered a peerless hero.
Compared to the baldies in the west and the primal, do-nothing Laozi, this kind of person was much better.
At this moment, a strange scene could be seen between heaven and earth.
The Fate of Jie School was clearly visible. This time, when Minghe entered Jie School, the Fate of Jie School began to soar again.
There were no more surprised voices in the Wilderness. Instead, there were waves of silence.
It was as if they were already numb.
This Tongtian had really given them too many surprises.
Whether it was the separation of the Three Pure Ones, the entry of Hongyun and Houtu into Jie School, or the capture of Minghe,
One after another, the feeling that they gave people was so soul-stirring that it was indescribable.
It seemed that only Tongtian could create such a legend.
Shocking.
It was too shocking.
..............
Mount Kunlun.
As the master of Chan School, Primordial did not want to say anything else.
An invisible sense of danger made him very depressed.
He could clearly feel that Jie School's luck was so great that it had already surpassed the sum of his and Ren School's.
"Tongtian!"
When he repeated this name, a primitive hostility exploded.
He did not dare to forget the past. He did not go to find trouble with Tongtian because he could not beat him now.
He didn't look for trouble, but something that made him unhappy happened.
Hongyun, Houtu, and even Minghe had joined the Tribe of Severity.
All these changes happened in a short period of time.
He was afraid that it would not be long before there would be no place for him in the entire Wilderness.
No, this can't go on.
He had to think of a way to put an end to this hidden danger.
...........
Mount Shouyang.
Eight Visions Palace.
Laozi was preaching, but he stopped because Minghe had entered Tribe of Severity.
He also knew about Minghe.
His heart was higher than the sky, and he was arrogant and unruly. Now, he had entered Tongtian's Jie School. This was really too strange.
"If this continues, Jie School might monopolize most of the fate of the Primordial World.”
The theory of fate was extremely mysterious. For the sake of orthodoxy, he changed his view of Tongtian quite a bit.
Perhaps some things were gradually getting out of control.
However, why do I feel a little uneasy?
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