touchnovel Chapter 533 The Sea of Blood Never Dries Up, the River Styx Never Dies
Chapter 533 The Sea of Blood Never Dries Up, the River Styx Never Dies
Chen Changsheng asked, "Is Second Brother in danger?"
Xing Tian shook his head.
"In the sea of blood, if Styx does not harbor murderous intent, no one can harm him."
"However, a sea of blood is still a sea of blood."
"If you're going, you'd better hurry."
The Golden-Winged Roc whispered, "Master, the Blood Sea is no safe place."
"The Styx Ancestor is stationed there, and the Asura race is extremely fierce."
Chen Changsheng said, "They helped Taoshan back then."
"Now that my second brother is in the Blood Sea, I should naturally go there."
Xing Tian looked at Chen Changsheng.
"Go to the Blood Sea and give Yang Jian a message for me."
Chen Changsheng asked, "What did you say?"
Xing Tian said, "If he wants to follow the path of war, he shouldn't just look to the Heavenly Court."
"The primordial world is vast."
"There are many enemies too."
Chen Changsheng nodded.
"I will pass on the message."
Xing Tian then looked at the Golden-Winged Roc.
"You fly fast."
"Stop wandering aimlessly in the underworld."
The Golden-Winged Roc quickly replied, "Great Shaman, rest assured."
"I'm leaving now."
Chen Changsheng stepped onto the back of the Golden-Winged Roc.
As the Golden-Winged Roc spread its wings, a chilling wind from the netherworld instantly exploded.
Xing Tian stood still, and the War God Axe sank slightly.
"Chen Changsheng".
Chen Changsheng turned around.
"senior?"
Xing Tian said, "Since the Queen has given you this, you should not let it gather dust."
A glint flashed in Chen Changsheng's eyes.
"Won't."
The golden-winged roc spread its wings and soared into the sky.
The Netherworld and the Yellow Springs flow below.
Chen Changsheng sat cross-legged on the back of the roc.
The three ancestral witch bones vibrated within his body.
The fiery bones of Zhurong burst forth with crimson light.
Gonggong's water bones stirred up a cold wave.
The golden bones of Ru Shou burst forth with a sharp edge.
Chen Changsheng channeled his magical power, pressing the three streams of energy into the Dao patterns of the Great Dao Incarnation Technique.
boom.
Three blurry shadows suddenly appeared behind him.
A figure treading on fire.
A statue carrying water.
A golden statue.
The golden-winged roc suddenly sank its back.
"Master, what are you doing?"
"Why do I feel like I'm carrying three ancient divine mountains on my back?"
Chen Changsheng said, "Don't panic."
The golden-winged roc cried out, "I'm not panicking."
"I just feel like the wings are a bit disobedient."
Chen Changsheng suppressed his aura.
Three blurry shadows returned to the body.
The Golden-Winged Roc then regained its footing.
He muttered to himself.
With a flap of its wings, the Golden-Winged Roc's speed surged once more.
The borders of the underworld were left behind by them.
The malevolent aura ahead grew stronger.
A crimson glow rose from the edge of the earth's veins, staining half of the underworld red.
The Golden-Winged Roc stopped joking.
"Master, we've arrived at the Sea of Blood."
Chen Changsheng stood up and looked ahead.
An endless sea of blood stretched between heaven and earth.
Blood surged and bloodlust soared to the sky.
Countless Asura auras surged and rippled deep within the sea of blood.
The golden-winged roc carried Chen Changsheng, breaking through the yin winds and landing in the sea of blood.
The golden-winged roc folded its wings and landed.
Chen Changsheng stood up from Peng's back.
He looked up at the sea of blood before him.
Blood waves surged, and malevolent energy soared to the sky.
Boundless crimson stretched across the edge of the underworld, like an ancient killing field that devoured all living beings.
The golden-winged roc lowered its wings and whispered, "Master, this is the Sea of Blood."
Chen Changsheng nodded.
His gaze fell into the depths of the sea of blood.
Ancestor of the Styx River.
This person is one of the strongest beings below the level of a saint.
The sea of blood will never dry up, and the River Styx will never die.
Even if a sage were to intervene, he wouldn't dare say he could definitely kill him.
As Chen Changsheng's thoughts raced through his mind, his expression grew even more composed.
The Golden-Winged Roc said in a low voice, "Master, the Styx Ancestor has a terrible reputation. I heard of his name when I was in the West."
Chen Changsheng said, "Despite his fearsome reputation, he ultimately helped in the battle of Taoshan."
The Golden-Winged Roc said, "That's true."
Chen Changsheng said, "Since you're here, let's pay our respects according to etiquette."
The golden-winged roc nodded.
At that moment, the sea of blood suddenly churned.
A wave of blood surged up.
Amidst the blood-red waves, an Asura emerged, riding the waves.
He was clad in blood-red armor, wielding a long blade, and his body was surging with the magical power of a golden immortal.
The Asura stared at Chen Changsheng and the Golden-Winged Roc, his eyes full of vigilance.
"This is a sea of blood, leave immediately."
The golden-winged roc's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
"A mere Golden Immortal dares to block my master?"
Chen Changsheng raised his hand to stop the Golden-Winged Roc.
Don't rush.
The golden-winged roc stopped breathing.
Chen Changsheng stepped off Peng's back.
His robes fluttered slightly, and his body was supported by magical power beneath his feet.
A sea of blood and malevolent energy surged forth.
Chen Changsheng's internal Dao trembled slightly, keeping the evil energy three feet away.
The Asura's gaze sharpened.
"Who are you?"
Chen Changsheng cupped his hands in greeting.
"I am Chen Changsheng, a disciple of Zhao Gongming of the Jie Sect. I have come to pay my respects to Senior Styx."
The Asura's expression changed.
"The Jie Sect?"
He then looked at Chen Changsheng.
"A disciple of Zhao Gongming?"
Chen Changsheng said, "That's right."
The wariness in the eyes of that Asura instantly dissipated.
The Sage's Sect.
The direct lineage of the Jie Sect.
Such a status was beyond what a Golden Immortal Asura could casually dismiss.
Moreover, the person in front of him calls himself Chen Changsheng.
The Battle of Taoshan was known throughout the land.
Many Asuras in the Blood Sea have heard of this name.
The Asura sheathed his long blade, cupped his hands, and said, "So it is Fellow Daoist Chen."
Chen Changsheng said, "Please inform Senior Styx."
The Asura said, "Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment."
The Golden-Winged Roc looked at the Asura and whispered, "Master, your name is quite useful now."
Chen Changsheng said, "Whether a name is effective or not depends on whether the other party recognizes it."
The Golden-Winged Roc said, "The Blood Sea acknowledges the face of the Jie Sect, and also acknowledges the battle of Peach Mountain."
Chen Changsheng looked into the depths of the sea of blood.
"I trust Senior Styx's own judgment."
The Asura statue said nothing more.
He turned and stepped into the blood-red wave.
A passage opened up from the sea of blood.
Blood-red light enveloped his figure and swiftly sank into the depths.
Deep in the sea of blood.
A blood-red palace stands atop the eye of the sea.
The hall was filled with murderous intent, and two deadly swords hung above.
Yuantu.
Abi.
The two swords remained still, yet they instilled a chill in the entire sea of blood.
The Styx Ancestor sat upright on the blood lotus.
The twelve-grade karmic fire lotus supported his body.
He opened his eyes, and the sea of blood and waves immediately subsided.
"This little guy actually came."
Several powerful Asura warriors stood with their heads bowed in the hall.
They heard the River Styx speak, and their expressions changed.
An Asura powerhouse asked, "Is the Ancestor referring to Chen Changsheng?"
Styx said, "Besides him, who else could bring the Golden-Winged Roc to the Blood Sea?"
Another Asura said, "This person truly shone brightly in the battle of Momoyama."
Styx looked towards the direction beyond the Blood River.
"He was able to stir up the Heavenly Court's reputation with his Great Luo status, making it difficult for Haotian to back down for a while."
"He can also incite the Jie Sect, the Chan Sect, the Western Sect, and the Netherworld to take action."
"Such a junior has not appeared in the primordial world for countless years."
An Asura powerhouse said, "Ancestor, could he have come for Yang Jian?"
A faint crimson light flickered in Styx's eyes.
"Most likely so."
"Yang Jian is still in the blood pool."
"That kid's fighting spirit is too fierce, and his physical body has the foundation of the Heavenly Eye. If he can survive the tempering in the Blood Pool, then his trip to the Blood Sea will not have been in vain."
The Asura powerhouse in the hall said in a low voice, "Although Yang Jian is a disciple of the Chan Sect, he has a deep karmic connection with me."
Styx said, "Cause and effect are troublesome for others, but they are bargaining chips for useful people."
He paused for a moment.
"Chen Changsheng is also worth meeting."
An Asura asked, "Does the Ancestor want to see him?"
Styx said, "See you."
"I witnessed the Battle of Momoyama."
"He carries the fortune of the Jie Sect, as well as the karma of the netherworld."
"Now that he has emerged from the Samsara Palace, his aura is even stronger."
The Asura powerhouse in the hall was startled.
"Did he just come from Consort Pingxin's place?"
Styx said, "That's right."
"To be able to enter the Samsara Palace and leave safely."
"This little fellow is more interesting than I expected."
At this moment, the golden immortal Asura stepped into the hall.
He knelt down and bowed.
"Reporting to the Ancestor, there is a man from beyond the Blood Sea who calls himself Chen Changsheng. He is a disciple of Zhao Gongming of the Jie Sect and has come to pay his respects to the Ancestor."
Styx looked at him.
"I already know."
The Asura statue bowed its head.
"Please instruct us, Ancestor."
Styx said, "Go and bring him in."
The Asura immediately replied, "Yes, Ancestor."
The Asura bowed and accepted the order.