Chapter 227

In later legends, after Daoist Houtu transformed into the cycle of reincarnation and attained the Hunyuan Dao, she was forever imprisoned in the Underworld.

Going to investigate this time would be paving the way for Daoist Houtu to prevent her from being schemed against by Hongjun.

Lin Xia traveled along the way, meditating on the Dao, and soon arrived at the endless Sea of Blood.

The Sea of Blood was boundless and vast.

As soon as Lin Xia stepped into it, the thick Yin-evil power and bloody aura surged toward him.

"No wonder this place is regarded as a forbidden zone by all living beings."

Lin Xia sighed.

The blood energy and evil aura here, like a sea of stars, possessed astonishing corrosive power.

Those with insufficient cultivation who wandered in would easily have their flesh and blood dissolved.

Moreover, the evil aura would erode the Primordial Spirit.

Those with an unsteady Dao heart would easily get lost and eventually go astray.

However, although these blood energies and evil auras were terrifying, they could not affect him in the slightest.

Lin Xia entered the Sea of Blood, his vast spiritual sense spreading out to investigate the surroundings.

"Who dares to trespass in my dojo?"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the void.

The Sea of Blood churned, condensing into a huge blood-type creature; it was none other than Ancestor Minghe.

As soon as he manifested, Ancestor Minghe unleashed a great divine technique and attacked Lin Xia.

Lin Xia's expression was calm; he operated the Saint Emperor Golden Body Art, and the golden light of merit flowed around his body.

He threw a punch, and the void collapsed.

In just an instant, the blood-type creature's body shattered.

Ancestor Minghe manifested his true form, his face pale.

He was born in the endless Sea of Blood, and his own power leaned toward the evil and dark.

The power of merit had a strong restraining effect on him.

It was a crushing defeat without suspense.

Although Lin Xia had only attacked in a hurry, it had already caused Ancestor Minghe to suffer heavy injuries.

After all, Lin Xia was the supreme Daluo who had condensed the Flower of Three Thousand Daos, an existence that transcended the River of Fate; below the Saint, he was invincible.

Ancestor Minghe was terrified; he had long since seen Lin Xia's power, but that was only by sight.

Only after fighting him did he realize the true terror of the other party.

"Lin Xia, why did you trespass in my dojo?"

Ancestor Minghe asked with a gloomy face.

Ancestor Minghe was, after all, a great power of the Honghuang World, and his Dao heart was incredibly resilient; even knowing Lin Xia's power, he showed no fear on the surface.

Facing Ancestor Minghe's questioning, Lin Xia was not angry and smiled faintly.

His sudden attack just now was merely an instinctive reaction; he had no intention of being enemies with Ancestor Minghe.

Moreover, if Daoist Houtu were to become the Lord of the Earthly Dao in the future, Ancestor Minghe could also be drawn in as an aid.

Thinking of this, looking at the barren Sea of Blood, Lin Xia's heart stirred.

"Actually, I came here to bestow a stroke of good fortune upon you."

Good fortune?

Ancestor Minghe was stunned for a moment, looking at Lin Xia with some suspicion.

"What kind of good fortune? If what you say is true, I will definitely reward you heavily."

Ancestor Minghe said with a solemn expression.

He had long since seen Lin Xia's various miraculous aspects.

Therefore, a hint of anticipation arose in his heart.

Lin Xia said with a calm expression:

"I can allow you to obtain massive amounts of merit, thereby greatly advancing your cultivation; even if you cannot become a Saint, you can go a step further."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ancestor Minghe, who had been quite calm just a moment ago, could not help but feel excited.

Merit was infinitely beneficial to practitioners and was a supreme treasure.

Many Heavenly Dao Saints became Saints by relying on massive amounts of merit.

"May I ask, little friend, how can this merit be obtained?"

Minghe asked with an urgent tone.

He even changed his address for Lin Xia, directly calling him "little friend."

This showed just how anxious he was inside.

He did not have the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so he had no great expectations of becoming a Saint; he would be very satisfied if he could use massive amounts of merit to advance his cultivation and infinitely approach the Saint realm.

"The matter of merit involves heavenly secrets."

"It cannot be easily stated; otherwise, it might involve causality."

Looking at Ancestor Minghe's urgent expression, Lin Xia said, pretending to be in a difficult position.

He knew clearly that in later legends, Ancestor Minghe created the Asura Clan, and the Heavenly Dao bestowed massive merit, eliminating karma and allowing the barren Sea of Blood to have vibrant life.

Ancestor Minghe also used this to become the strongest person below the Saint.

But now, the Sea of Blood was desolate, with almost no living beings.

This meant that Ancestor Minghe had not yet grasped the heavenly will in the dark.

By pointing this out, he could reap a wave of benefits empty-handed. ===== CHAPTER 229 =====