Chapter 430

After all, the power of a Heavenly Dao Saint is something he, Minghe, cannot resist.

But Luo Fu, even if he isn't an ordinary Great Luo, should still be impossible to possess the power of a Hunyuan Great Luo.

Not to mention compared to a Heavenly Dao Saint.

So why would he, Minghe Laozu, aid Luo Fu?

If Luo Fu's master, Saint Tongtian, were to appear, perhaps Minghe Laozu might step back a little.

After all, facing the legendary Heavenly Dao Saint, he, Minghe Laozu, probably could not bring much of his own immortality to bear.

But what qualification does Luo Fu have to speak such words to him?

So when he heard Luo Fu wanted to seize part of his Yinming Blood Sea, Minghe Laozu became enraged.

Because doing so, in a sense, weakens his power.

If the Yinming Blood Sea weakens, Minghe Laozu himself will also suffer some damage.

Of course, if we're being honest, the damage to Minghe Laozu wouldn't be much.

One could say Minghe Laozu gains immortality through the Blood Sea, but the Blood Sea is not Minghe Laozu himself.

One can only say Minghe Laozu borrowed part of the Blood Sea's power, which allowed him to create his own great divine art.

Of course, under certain circumstances, this is also somewhat related to the fact that Minghe Laozu was originally born from the Yinming Blood Sea.

This makes his connection to the Blood Sea exceptionally unique.

But no matter what, for Luo Fu to say such things is equivalent to looting Minghe Laozu's home—no wonder Minghe Laozu reacted with such fury.

"Minghe Dao friend, this matter also benefits you," Luo Fu smiled.

He paid no heed to Minghe Laozu's rage before him.

If Luo Fu were merely a Great Luo Jinxian, then facing this peer among the Virtuous Saints, he would naturally need to tread carefully.

But the Luo Fu before you now is no ordinary Great Luo Jinxian; not only is Minghe Laozu here merely a Virtuous Saint, even if he were a Hunyuan Great Luo—

Luo Fu says that without true combat, no one can say who would win or lose.

Know that Hunyuan Great Lous are also divided into many realm distinctions.

In Luo Fu's view, even the Heavenly Dao Saints in today's Primordial World likely have not yet reached the pinnacle of Hunyuan Great Lous.

They have merely just begun their journey as Hunyuan Great Lous.

Naturally, it is perfectly normal that the Three Pure Ones and other Heavenly Dao Saints are not top-tier Hunyuan Great Lous.

On one hand,

it is because the Three Pure Ones and others did not attain Hunyuan through their own strength, but through merit and destiny.

Compared to those who truly achieved Hunyuan through raw power, they already had an inherent disadvantage.

Moreover, the time since these Heavenly Dao Saints became Hunyuan Great Lous, even counting precisely, has not been long.

They attained Hunyuan during the Era of Kalpa Tribulation of the Wu and Yao.

The Era of Kalpa Tribulation is still ongoing, so many Heavenly Dao Saints have only just begun their Hunyuan Great Luo journey.

Precisely because of this, Luo Fu has confidence facing these Primordial Saints.

Only by feeling what Hunyuan Great Luo power truly is can one understand why this world later gave rise to that common saying.

Below the Saint, all are ants.

The difference between a Hunyuan Great Luo and those below in cultivation base realm is simply too vast.

So facing Minghe Laozu before him, Luo Fu naturally stated his intentions plainly.

But Minghe naturally did not know Luo Fu's true strength.

"Benefits?" Minghe Laozu's eyes emitted cold light. "Luo Fu Dao friend, though you have a Saint behind you, do not think you can act without restraint."

"Act without restraint?" Luo Fu shook his head. "Minghe Dao friend, I certainly do not believe my strength grants me the right to act without restraint."

"The world is too vast; there are far too many stronger than me."

Of course, Luo Fu's words carried deeper meaning.

On today's Primordial World, those stronger than him are few.

But across the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, far too many surpass him.

Yet in Minghe Laozu's eyes, Luo Fu was clearly referring to the Primordial World.

This caused Minghe Laozu to sneer. "Luo Fu Dao friend, it seems you still have self-awareness. Then do you still wish to seize my Yinming Blood Sea?"

In Minghe Laozu's view, even if Luo Fu's strength was extraordinary, he could not possibly suppress a Virtuous Saint like him.

Know that he is no ordinary Virtuous Saint; his strength among Virtuous Saints is among the best.

The demonic gods among the demonic clans—like Bai Ze and others—are Virtuous Saints, but their overall strength is entirely incapable of matching veteran Virtuous Saints like Minghe Laozu.

These veteran Virtuous Saints were all among the three thousand mortal guests who heard Ancestor Hongjun's teachings.

But Bai Ze and the other demonic gods had no chance to hear the Dao from the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Thus, the gap in strength between them remains immense.

Even if the current Luo Fu can oppose a Virtuous Saint, he can likely only oppose an ordinary one.

"Seize the Yinming Blood Sea?" Luo Fu shook his head with a smile. "Minghe Dao friend, I already said before—I only intend to use part of your Yinming Blood Sea, not the entire sea."

"Luo Fu," Minghe Laozu's eyes glowed with cold light. "You must know that in the past, Saint Tongtian and I merely addressed each other as Dao friends."

At this moment, Minghe Laozu spoke these words in anger.

He no longer addressed Luo Fu as Dao friend, as he had earlier.

After all, earlier he had been giving Luo Fu face.

Know that, in a sense, Luo Fu is merely his junior.

Minghe Laozu had already shown great humility before.

This was due to Luo Fu's terrifying display during his Great Luo Tribulation.

If not for that utterly unbelievable Great Luo calamity, even if Luo Fu's strength reached the Quasi-Saint layer, Ancestor Minghe would never have shown such weakness today.

After all, in the legends concerning Luo Fu, the events he encountered upon breaking through to Great Luo were simply too unbelievable.

Such things—neither Quasi-Saints nor even Saints have ever faced or encountered them.

Precisely so.

That is why, when Luo Fu also descended upon his Yinming Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe behaved with such caution.

Who knows what purpose Luo Fu has in coming to his Yinming Blood Sea? Could he again cause a sensation like when he crossed the Great Luo calamity?

If that were to happen.

Then for Ancestor Minghe, it would be a complete and utter tragedy.

But Ancestor Minghe reconsidered.

Luo Fu had only just broken through to Great Luo; surely no such shocking events could continue to occur on him.

Yet regardless.

Even if Ancestor Minghe was deeply worried, he still had a bottom line—he could yield, but not keep yielding forever.

In fact, this yielding touched upon his bottom line.

That's right.

The Yinming Blood Sea—that was precisely what touched Ancestor Minghe's bottom line.

After all, no matter how you put it, Ancestor Minghe's advantage over other Quasi-Saints lay less in the treasures he held than in this Yinming Blood Sea.

Precisely so.

To Ancestor Minghe, the blood sea was his most important thing.

Now Luo Fu was moving against his most important thing—no wonder Ancestor Minghe had directly turned hostile in anger.

"I know," Luo Fu nodded. "Ancestor Minghe, you were once a powerhouse of my teacher's era, and even among Quasi-Saints, you were among the elite."

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Minghe's expression improved slightly.

In a way, Luo Fu's words were also a compliment to himself.

As a Quasi-Saint, Ancestor Minghe did find it pleasing.

If a mere ordinary being had praised Ancestor Minghe, he would not have felt such quiet joy as he did now.

This was because Luo Fu was not only a direct disciple of a Saint, but also the one now called the First Great Luo of the Honghuang.

Forcibly opening the Changhe, contracting past and future—that was something even Saints had never accomplished.

And Luo Fu had accomplished it.

Moreover, after Luo Fu's flower bloomed into eighteen petals, many Honghuang beings believed he possessed the potential to attain the Dao of Hunyuan Great Luo.

Indeed, compared to us veteran Quasi-Saints, this Saint's direct disciple is the one with the greatest hope of success.

After all, a flower blooming into eighteen petals—that was something even Ancestor Hongjun had never experienced.