Chapter 227: Hou Tu overawes the blood sea

Fellow Daoist, let's continue onward!

Ignoring Daoist Lùyā's pleas, Zhèn Yuánzǐ said to Ao Yifan beside him.

Seeing this, Daoist Lùyā immediately panicked, and again shouted loudly: 'Great Immortal, my mother is the Sun Star Sovereign; please spare me for my mother's sake!'

Sun Star Sovereign!

If the ruler of the Yao Court, Dìjùn, had already disappeared, Zhèn Yuánzǐ would not care.

However, the Sun Star Sovereign is a great deity of the Heavenly Realm; although Zhèn Yuánzǐ does not fear them, he still ought to give the necessary respect.

In the next moment, Zhèn Yuánzǐ flicked his sleeve, and the trapped Daoist Lùyā was immediately flung outward.

'Since that is the case, today I will spare you this once for the Sun Star Sovereign's sake—go on your way!'

Zhèn Yuánzǐ said.

Hearing this, Daoist Lùyā hesitated a moment and said: 'Look, can you return my treasure to me?'

'You mean this?'

With a wave of his right hand, the head of the Beheading Immortal Flying Knife appeared in Zhèn Yuánzǐ's palm.

Its sharp aura continually sliced the void, as if trying to break free of its bonds.

However, suppressed by the Heaven-Earth Treasure Mirror, no matter how the head struggled, it could not break free—this was a double suppression of magical power and treasure.

'Not bad; please, Great Immortal, return this treasure to me—I will surely remember your kindness!'

At this moment, the treasure was taken, and Daoist Lùyā was harshly taught a lesson; he was no longer arrogant as before, and his attitude became much more low-key.

'Wanting this treasure is not impossible!'

Zhèn Yuánzǐ's expression shifted as he said: 'You only need to go back and invite your mother, the Sun Star Sovereign; I will await your arrival at the Wuzhuang Temple, and then I will naturally return this treasure to you.'

'Great Immortal, you…'

Hearing Zhèn Yuánzǐ's words, Daoist Lùyā's face suddenly changed.

But before he could continue speaking, Zhèn Yuánzǐ bluntly asked: 'How so? You are unwilling?'

Under Zhèn Yuánzǐ's gaze, Daoist Lùyā's face involuntarily stiffened, and the words on his lips were never spoken.

'Fine, I promise you—I will summon my mother!'

Having said that, Daoist Lùyā lingered no longer; he curled his form and vanished from the spot, carrying his fiery red gourd.

Simply because, given the vast disparity in strength, Daoist Lùyā dared not gamble on whether the other would renege.

Zhèn Yuánzǐ glanced faintly at Daoist Lùyā's retreating back, withdrew his gaze, and looked toward Ao Yifan beside him.

'Ao Yifan, you just had me invite the Sun Star Sovereign to the Wuzhuang Temple—could it be that you have some connection with that ancient goddess?'

Zhèn Yuánzǐ could not help but ask.

The reason he had just suggested letting the Sun Star Sovereign personally go to the Wuzhuang Temple in order to return the Beheading Immortal Flying Knife was naturally because Ao Yifan had proposed the idea.

Yet he also did not understand why Ao Yifan would make such a suggestion.

'Hehe, I indeed have some connection with the Sun Star Sovereign; there are matters I wish to discuss with her.'

Ao Yifan laughed and said: 'Alright, let's first go look for the ginseng fruit tree; I feel we are getting ever closer to her.'

'Good!'

Zhèn Yuánzǐ agreed.

……

Beyond the netherworld of the Underworld lies a vast expanse of blood sea, known as the Nether Blood Sea.

It is said that this place is a filthy forbidden land formed from the impure blood of Pángǔ's navel.

Living here is a tribe, the Asura clan!

Hou Tu established the Six Paths of Reincarnation, one of which is the Asura Path.

However, the Asura clan was created by Mínghé Lǎozǔ; how could others be allowed to meddle?

Thus, among the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Asura Path is the most lacking.

'Hou Tu, back then you divided my subordinates, the Asura clan; I have not yet settled accounts with you. Today you dare to come here—do you truly think I fear you?'

Today, the Nether Blood Sea surged with raging waves; countless Asura clansfolk looked up toward the blood sea's surface, at the figure shrouded in rosy light.

'That is Hou Tu Niangniang, the ancient goddess who alone suppresses the blood sea so it cannot approach the Underworld by even a hair?'

An Asura clan maiden, gazing upward with admiration at that figure in the sky.

Although she is the princess of the Asura clan, she holds great admiration for such a powerful goddess.

'I do not know when I shall be able to become like Hou Tu Niangniang, a goddess revered throughout the three realms.'

The maiden is well aware of the plight of the Asura clan.

Due to innate limitations, they can hardly ever leave this blood sea.

Yet the maiden is unwilling; although she is noble as the Asura clan's princess, she can only spend her life trapped within this blood sea.

She wishes to go out and behold the beauty of this world.

'River of the Underworld, today I have come for but a single person!'

Hou Tu Niangniang spoke softly: 'Hand over the Asura clan's princess, the Rakshasa Maiden, who is under your command, and I will naturally depart.'

Upon hearing this, all the Asura clansfolk stared dumbfounded; they never imagined that this ancient goddess had come here for the sake of their Asura clan's princess.

At this moment, the maiden who had originally looked up to Hou Tu Niangniang with admiration also stared blankly; she had not expected that the other party had come for her.

'Damn it, Hou Tu, you dare to humiliate me thus!'

Within the blood sea, a huge face emerged—none other than the master of the Nether Blood Sea, Mínghé Lǎozǔ!

Yet, at this moment, the lord of the blood sea was strangely furious.

The other party has come knocking and even demanded that I hand over my subordinate, the Asura clan's princess—what is this if not humiliation?

Accompanied by a roar, the blood sea surged; countless blood flood dragons rose from its depths and roared toward Hou Tu in the sky.

Watching this scene, Hou Tu Niangniang's face showed neither sorrow nor joy.

Only seen, behind her the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk slowly turned; immediately after, a huge wheel phantom appeared, and with just a glance it crushed the sky-filling blood flood dragons into powder.

Having shaken and killed the sky-filling blood flood dragons, in just an instant, the next moment, as Hou Tu Niangniang lightly pressed her right hand forward, the huge wheel phantom slowly descended.

Watching the huge wheel phantom continually fall, the Netherworld Blood Sea constantly churned, as if trying to block it.

However, the Nether River Old Ancestor soon discovered that today's Six Paths Reincarnation Disk's power had increased by more than double.

No matter how he drove the blood sea to resist, he could only watch helplessly as the huge wheel phantom continually fell.

With each turn of the wheel phantom, the blood sea would lose a fraction of its strength to being crushed.

Although, this was nothing to the boundless Netherworld Blood Sea.

However, this let the Nether River Old Ancestor realize a fact.

That is, Hou Tu Niangniang's strength has greatly increased; he could no longer be a match for her.

"How is this possible?"

The huge face within the blood sea surfaced, showing a deep expression of shock.

"Hou Tu, you actually perfected the Six Paths Reincarnation Way—how did you manage that?"