Chapter 598

Even now, Ancestor Minghe believes Luo Fu's raw power still lags behind that of established Great Magical Arts masters.

Ancestor Minghe suddenly took notice because Luo Fu had displayed too many profound Daoic mysteries.

During his battle with the Buddha, Luo Fu revealed no fewer than a dozen Daoic insights; each, though uncertain whether it reached the Quasi-Saint limit, certainly attained Quasi-Saint peak.

Just now, Luo Fu further demonstrated the Dao of Reincarnation, the Dao of Light, and the Dao of the Sword—and his comprehension of all three had already approached the Quasi-Saint limit.

Especially the Dao of the Sword: Ancestor Minghe himself wields the sword treasures Lin Yuantu and A'ni, and has also gained insight into the Dao of the Sword.

That is why Ancestor Minghe now understood how unfathomably deep the Daoic subtleties hidden within Luo Fu's seemingly effortless strike truly were.

Of course, what was truly unfathomable was Luo Fu himself.

Facing Luo Fu, who casually wielded a dozen profound Daoic arts, no one dared underestimate him, for none knew how many more techniques Luo Fu still concealed.

"Luo Fu, let you see what makes the Ancestor untouchable even by Sages! Ten million blood gods, rise!"

After retracting the Twelve-Petal Karma Fire Lotus, Ancestor Minghe's eyes fully turned crimson, his gaze—thickening with killing intent—locked unblinkingly onto Luo Fu.

As the word "rise" fell, Ancestor Minghe's body began slowly dissolving into blood.

In an instant, his newly restored body exploded violently.

Turning into countless blood droplets.

They scattered in all directions across the Netherblood Sea, merging into its waters.

The next instant, where each droplet landed, the blood began to coalesce, forming countless blood-colored humanoid beings.

These beings were the Blood Gods, Ancestor Minghe's signature technique for dominating the Primordial World.

Compared to the Ancestor Minghe of the Primordial World, the Ancestor Minghe of the Journey to the West World, after countless Wushuyuan Society ages of refinement, had become far more mature and profound in power and technique.

Especially the Blood Gods.

The Ancestor Minghe of the Primordial World relied mostly on the Netherblood Sea's primordial power; his Blood Gods technique was still in its crude, immature stage.

The Ancestor Minghe of the Journey to the West World was different.

After exhausting every possible means yet failing to attain Sainthood like the Six Sages, the Ancestor Minghe of the Journey to the West World reluctantly accepted his fate.

He devoted all his energy to strengthening himself without attaining Sainthood.

For ordinary Great Magical Arts masters, there were only two paths to increase power: deepen Daoic insight or obtain stronger treasures.

Ancestor Minghe was, of course, also deepening his Daoic insight.

After countless Wushuyuan Society ages, he had long since brought his Blood Dao to the Quasi-Saint limit.

As for even stronger treasures, his existing ones were already formidable enough: Lin Yuantu, A'ni, and the Twelve-Petal Karma Fire Lotus—all comparable to top-grade primordial treasures.

Ancestor Minghe's treasure arsenal, even among established Great Magical Arts masters, was exceptionally lavish.

Thus, this path had reached its ceiling.

Yet Ancestor Minghe still possessed one unique path to enhance his power.

That was to strengthen the Blood Gods.

The Blood Gods were a unique technique Ancestor Minghe created using the Netherblood Sea.

In terms of potential, even among the towering powerhouses of the Primordial World, they ranked among the absolute top.

Because the Blood Gods possessed an almost unsolvable advantage: they could be enhanced without limit.

Yes, without limit.

As long as Ancestor Minghe willed it, he could create Blood Gods without limit.

Creating limitless Blood God-like avatars was impossible for ordinary beings.

Even Sages could not create limitless avatars.

First, too many avatars would scatter one's spirit and make battlefield control impossible.

Second, creating avatars consumed vast quantities of heavenly treasures; if too many were created, even Sages could not bear the cost.

More avatars were not always better.

Otherwise, Tai Shang's famed technique would not be "One Qi, Three Pure Ones," but "One Qi, N Pure Ones."

Yet neither problem was an issue for Ancestor Minghe.

The Blood Gods were forged from Netherblood Sea water—an infinite, ever-expanding sea, effectively inexhaustible.

Forging avatars from Netherblood Sea water cost nearly nothing.

As for control, since the Blood Gods were forged from Netherblood Sea water, Ancestor Minghe could directly control each one through the Netherblood Sea's primordial essence.

The Netherblood Sea's primordial essence contained power far exceeding that of a Sage.

Controlling even countless Blood Gods was effortless.

Thus, after elevating his own Daoic insight to the Quasi-Saint limit, Ancestor Minghe devoted himself entirely to refining and perfecting the Blood Gods.

After years of effort, Ancestor Minghe publicly claimed to possess 480 million Blood Gods, each of them formidable.

Many among them had been elevated by Ancestor Minghe to the Quasi-Saint level.

The Blood Gods he just self-destructed were precisely those Quasi-Saint-level Blood Gods he had forged.

Hundreds of Quasi-Saint-level Blood Gods—he didn't even flinch before sacrificing them; this revealed how terrifying his accumulated power had become.

Had the Blood Gods not been confined to the Netherblood Sea, even without Sages intervening, Ancestor Minghe alone could have swept through the entire Journey to the West World.

This was one reason Ancestor Minghe was so arrogant—he had every right to be.

"Kill!"

Ten million Blood Gods blanketed the Netherblood Sea, surrounding Luo Fu on all sides.

Ten million war cries erupted simultaneously, shaking the entire Netherblood Sea.

Aside from slight differences in strength, every Blood God was identical—impossible to distinguish which was Ancestor Minghe's true body.

Or rather, every Blood God was Ancestor Minghe's true body.

Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!

Under the control of Ancestor Minghe, hundreds of millions of Blood Spirit Children simultaneously raised their right hands, and two blades of light shot forth from each of their right hands, slashing toward Luo Fu.

The two blades of light shooting from the Blood Spirit Children's right hands each carried a trace of the killing aura of Lin Yuantu and A Bi.

These were created by Ancestor Minghe in imitation of Lin Yuantu and A Bi.

Lin Yuantu and A Bi were Ancestor Minghe's companion spiritual treasures, long fully subjugated by him; simulating a trace of their aura was no difficulty.

Two blades carrying a trace of Lin Yuantu and A Bi's aura were not terrifying—but billions of such pairs were terrifying.