Chapter 222: The Flooding of Mount Sumeru

Minghe only felt a powerful will envelop him, and then, in the blink of an eye, his figure was sent flying away.

His gaze swept across the firmament; what met his eyes were stars filling the sky, and the terrifying Pangu Heart was no longer to be seen.

Minghe felt a surge of joy in his heart and immediately steadied his figure, then saw the towering Heavenly Pillar, Mount Buzhou, in the distance.

"Haha! I'm out, I'm really out!" Familiar scenery, familiar aura; he had truly returned to the Primordial Land.

Although he knew Tian Yuan had been plotting against the Sea of Blood through him, and had already succeeded, Minghe had not expected Tian Yuan to release him so readily.

The Sea of Blood had been seized, and they had forged a massive karmic debt; was Tian Yuan not worried about him at all?

Clearly, that detestable Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain did not take him seriously at all.

Just thinking about the process of being suppressed, he felt another wave of helplessness.

With the help of Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan was someone he simply could not match, and furthermore, having now obtained the Earthly Dao, his strength must be even more formidable.

Standing in the air, Minghe gazed at the distant Mount Buzhou, gnashed his teeth for a moment, and finally turned it into a helpless sigh.

With Mount Buzhou and having obtained the Pangu Heart, Tian Yuan's opportunities far exceeded his imagination.

Now that Di Jun was still suppressed within, if he were to steal the Heavenly Dao in the future, it was feared that only that person in the Purple Heaven Palace could rival him.

He looked up at the direction of the Chaos firmament, and without looking back, Minghe fled toward the Netherworld.

The Earthly Dao Will that had shrouded the Sea of Blood had already been refined by Houtu; Minghe did not know what the Sea of Blood had become.

Hongjun had merged his body with the Dao and clearly already had a great karmic debt with Tian Yuan, yet he had not made any unusual moves; Minghe did not want to insert himself into such disputes at all.

The losses he suffered at the hands of Tian Yuan could only be swallowed along with his broken teeth for now.

Although the will shrouding the Sea of Blood had been stolen, Minghe was still a Saint.

In almost an instant, he returned to the Nether Blood Sea.

Just as before, the Sea of Blood radiated rolling Blood Fiend Qi, bringing him a sense of intimacy.

The Sea of Blood was still the same Sea of Blood, but in his eyes, it lacked a bit of spirituality because those wills had been lost.

Originally, he could go directly to the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space via the Sea of Blood, but now he could no longer do so.

Although there was some regret, it still gave Minghe a little comfort.

It had not completely left him as he had feared earlier.

However, with his will seized, Minghe also understood the gravity of the situation; this meant that Houtu was a blade hanging over his head.

The Sea of Blood's will was controlled by Houtu, and the other party could manipulate him at any time.

Now he also understood a little why Tian Yuan had released him so readily.

With a soft sigh, Minghe's Divine Sense quickly probed into the Sea of Blood, but his expression turned to one of great rage in an instant.

"Damn bald donkeys!!!"

Through the Sea of Blood, Minghe learned of everything that had happened to the Sea of Blood during this time.

Taking advantage of his absence, the Western Two Sages had indeed come to scheme against him, not only capturing many Asuras but even snatching away the Mosquito Daoist.

The Asura Clan was one thing; after all, there were plenty of wandering souls in the Netherworld, and with some time, they could be replenished endlessly.

But that Mosquito Daoist—although he had always been quite annoyed by him, he was born in the Sea of Blood just like him and could be considered his only friend in the Primordial Land.

The Sea of Blood was located in the Netherworld and was already lonely; with his only friend captured, how could Minghe not be furious?

With a roar, Minghe, carrying a terrifying momentum, rolled toward Mount Sumeru.

Having been suppressed by Tian Yuan under Mount Buzhou for so many years, and having lost the opportunity of the Sea of Blood, Minghe was already full of fire with nowhere to vent; now that he knew Zhunti had raided his home, how could Minghe not be enraged?

As his figure surged, Minghe directly activated the Blood River Array.

Instantly, blood waves churned across the entire Sea of Blood, and rolls of tides rose up, surging toward Mount Sumeru.

The violent Sea of Blood represented the anger in Minghe's heart.

Before Minghe's figure even arrived, the Western Land was already filled with blood aura.

Having long since recovered their Saint Bodies and cowering in the mountain to cultivate, Jieyin and Zhunti were the first to discover the changes in the Western Land.

"Blood Fiend Qi? It's the Sea of Blood!" Zhunti looked toward the foot of the mountain, his face filled with astonishment.

Because of Tian Yuan's forceful suppression of Di Jun, the Western Two Sages were terrified in their hearts.

After returning from Chaos, they had been hiding in the mountain to cultivate and dared not go out at all.

The two were afraid that Tian Yuan would come to find trouble with them, but unexpectedly, they did not wait for Tian Yuan, yet there was an abnormality in the Sea of Blood.

Jieyin beside him looked stunned and exclaimed, "It's Minghe!"

In order not to attract Tian Yuan's attention, the two had minimized their presence in the world to the extreme and usually did not extend their Divine Sense, so they had no idea that Minghe had returned.

Now that the Sea of Blood was acting up, the two naturally sensed that powerful momentum in the Netherworld instantly.

"Wasn't Minghe suppressed by Tian Yuan? How... how did he come back?" Zhunti was also full of confusion; a very bad thought flashed through the mind of the suspicious Zhunti.

Earlier, Tian Yuan had captured many of the Witch and Demon Clans, and later, after a period of time, Gonggong, Fuxi, and others had appeared because they had all defected to the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain.

Minghe had been missing for a long time; could it be that even a Heavenly Dao Saint had yielded to Tian Yuan? This undoubtedly made Jieyin and Zhunti fearful; if Tian Yuan captured them... they immediately and involuntarily thought of the scene of forcibly crossing the Asuras in their minds.

Was the current Minghe still the Minghe of before? The two did not know.

With a worried face, Zhunti looked at Jieyin beside him: "Senior Brother, I fear this matter will be difficult!"

They did not fear a single Minghe, but the Tian Yuan behind the other party made the two extremely wary.

If they provoked Tian Yuan to take action, they would certainly be no match for him.

"Sigh! I wonder what the Master is thinking?" With a sigh, Jieyin looked up toward the direction of the Chaos Zixiao Palace.

They had originally intended to let the Three Pure Ones fight with Tian Yuan, but they had not expected that because of Minghe, they would be the ones to clash first.

If the Three Pure Ones were in trouble, the Dao Ancestor in the Purple Heaven Palace might take action, but it was highly unlikely that the two of them could stir their Master.

The two, with worried and miserable faces, stopped speaking and pressed their palms together; immediately, the Buddhist light on Mount Sumeru flourished, and rolling golden light poured out.

The Blood Fiend Qi rising from beneath the earth was completely blocked outside Mount Sumeru.

But in just this short while, rolling blood water began to emerge on the ground, circling Mount Sumeru and rising continuously.

And amidst those crimson, heaven-surpassing blood waves, a figure in a fiery red robe escaped; it was none other than Minghe of the Sea of Blood.

Having appeared, Minghe likewise caught sight of the two figures in the golden light and roared, "Jieyin! Zhunti!"

"Minghe! This seat merely captured a few of your Asura, why flood my Mount Sumeru?" With the Lotus Platform beneath his feet spinning lightly, Zhunti had already appeared before Minghe.

Suspecting that Tian Yuan was behind the other party, Zhunti did not dare to act rashly.

"Hmph! Then today, this seat shall also capture a few bald donkeys of the Western Sect to take back!" Roaring wildly, Minghe reached out and grabbed toward Zhunti.

Giving a helpless smile toward Jieyin in the distance, Zhunti could only reach out to meet him.

The Western Region was barren, and their brother pair had few disciples in total; they were precious, so naturally, it was impossible to hand them over to Minghe.

In the current situation, a battle was naturally unavoidable.

However, to reduce potential danger, the Western Two Sages had no intention of bullying the few with the many, and only Zhunti entered the fray.

The Buddha light shone everywhere, piercing through layer after layer of blood waves, yet Minghe's blood waves seemed endless.

Below Mount Sumeru, blood water gushed unceasingly, already past the mountainside and still rising upward.

All the disciples of the Western Sect rushed out, and seeing the heaven-shocking scene before them, each was frightened pale. However, seeing Jieyin standing proudly in the air unmoved, they breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The few in the air were all Saints by Merit Sanctification; although Minghe's attack had great momentum, this place was not the Netherworld, and furthermore, he had been suppressed by Mount Buzhou for a long time, so he simply could not gain any advantage.

Zhunti stepped on the Merit Golden Lotus, his body surrounded by rising Buddha light; although he had the slight upper hand, he dared not exert too much force.

He was very worried that if Minghe were defeated and summoned Tian Yuan and the others, it would be a source of trouble.

"Minghe! I shall return the Asura I captured, why be so angry?" Zhunti could not be sure if Minghe was acting out of a matter of face or under the instruction of Tian Yuan, so he could only say it this way now.

Filled with rage, Minghe naturally felt his own condition, and his heart grew even more furious.

It was one thing to be no match for Tian Yuan, but for this bald donkey to also look down on him made Minghe even more enraged.

Minghe held the Yuantu and Abi swords, and a blood-colored Lotus Platform appeared above his head.

Seeing the Lotus Platform above Minghe's head, intense golden light burst from Zhunti's eyes.

The Karma Fire Red Lotus—it was precisely the twelve-grade Karma Fire Red Lotus he had been bitterly searching for; this Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure was indeed on Minghe.

He cultivated the Causality Law, and this treasure was meant to be his treasure for Proving the Dao to Hunyuan.

Earlier, he and his senior brother had searched many times and had a faint sensing in the Netherworld, but they had never been able to find it; now, they had finally caught a glimpse of it.

If this treasure were in his hands, his Causality Law might reach completion.

If one law reached completion, were it not for the remnants of his Primordial Spirit, he might even be able to Prove the Dao to Hunyuan.

Regardless, as long as he obtained this Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure, his strength would surely increase greatly.

Jieyin in the distance saw it at the same time, and a burst of bright light erupted in his eyes, though it was suppressed in an instant.

In this situation, they dared not act recklessly.

How could the change in Zhunti's expression escape Minghe's eyes? His heart grew even more furious.

Long ago, he had suspected that this fellow had been coveting his Karma Fire Red Lotus, and it was truly not false at all.

"Good bald donkey, coveting my treasure, you deserve to die!"

Minghe roared and bellowed, and the thick aura of slaughter on the Yuantu and Abi swords in his palms spewed forth.

And from the Karma Fire Red Lotus above his head, clusters of blood-colored flames were sprinkled out; they fell onto the surrounding blood waves, directly igniting the blood water.

The great fire spread out, and in the blink of an eye, it ignited all the blood water outside Mount Sumeru.

The surging scarlet blood water turned into a raging Karma Fire Sea of Blood within a few breaths.

The golden-bright Mount Sumeru seemed to be instantly placed within the heaven-surpassing blood-colored flames.

Amidst the bright golden light, the faces of the many Western Sect disciples were still reflected blood-red.

"Hoo!" Seeing the scene before him, Zhunti's breathing in the air stalled.

A good treasure, truly a good treasure.

If it were wielded by him, its power would surely be even greater.

Facing Minghe's angry words, the burning heat deep in Zhunti's eyes was hard to conceal.

If not for his wariness of the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain, he would certainly have joined forces with his senior brother to seize Minghe's Karma Fire Red Lotus right now.

The Red Lotus Karma Fire, burning with causality and Karma, could be said to be a good magic treasure tailored for him.

The Buddha light that the blood water could not erode earlier now began to have tiny specks of Karma Fire rising up.

All things in the world have causality and karmic obstacles; normally speaking, this fire could burn all things in heaven and earth.

A continuous stream of magic power surged out, resisting the burning Karma Fire all around.

As for the figure Minghe brought to bear, Zhunti had the Merit Golden Lotus to protect his body, so Minghe could do nothing to him, only leaving him somewhat disheveled amidst the Karma Fire.

Zhunti was also provoked into a bit of temper and said angrily, "Minghe, with your own strength alone, do you intend to provoke the two Saints of our Western Sect?"

Being lectured by Tian Yuan was one thing, as that person was indeed strong, but Minghe was not that one.

It did not matter if he suffered a little, but for the other party to flood Mount Sumeru with the Sea of Blood like this was truly an insult to the reputation of their Western Sect.

At this moment, under the reflection of the Karma Fire and the Sea of Blood, the sky of the entire Western World was tinged with an eerie red.

He could be indifferent before a Saint, but he had to maintain his face before all living beings.

The Western Sect already had few people; if it were to suffer setbacks like this repeatedly, how could it grow stronger in the future?

Without sect members and disciples, how could the Great Sect gather luck, and how could they cultivate in the future?

Minghe did not speak, only continuously venting the rage in his heart.

Having had much of his energy devoured by the Pangu Heart, Minghe naturally understood that he was not in his best state.

But who told him to return home full of anger only to find Zhunti messing around?

Regardless, the resentment in his chest had to be vented first.

Seeing Minghe just burying his head in reckless attacks, Zhunti raised his eyes slightly, looked at Jieyin in the distance, and a strange look flashed across his face.

Minghe's state seemed different from what he had imagined.

Originally, he was worried that Minghe had already defected to Tian Yuan, but the other party seemed to be full of pent-up anger at this moment, purely looking to vent.

Minghe had anger because they had captured the Asura, but it seemed to be for other reasons as well.

Zhunti, whose figure dodged repeatedly, softly transmitted his voice to Jieyin: "Senior Brother, could it be that our guess is off?"

He guessed that something must have happened to Minghe in the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space for him to be this furious.

"Do not act rashly!" Jieyin naturally understood what his Junior Brother was thinking and hurriedly warned him.

They were not clear about the relationship between Minghe and Tian Yuan, and neither of them dared to gamble; after all, the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain was truly too terrifying.

He could suppress both Saints and Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortals; they would definitely not be his match.

"Understood, Senior Brother!" Although Zhunti coveted that Karma Fire Red Lotus, he could distinguish the gravity of the situation.

This was no small matter; it concerned not only the two of them but also the entire Western Sect.

One wrong step, and they might end up like the Witch and Demon Clans, captured by the Stone Man, with their great sect vanishing into obscurity.

Just as before, Zhunti focused primarily on defense, allowing Minghe to attack.

Jieyin, on Mount Sumeru, still merely watched from the sidelines, using his great Dharma power to protect the entire Mount Sumeru.

Minghe naturally sensed the strangeness of Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Strange! Why are these two fellows acting so timid?" Minghe muttered to himself, his gaze constantly sweeping over the two of them.

His heart was filled with extreme anger, but his mind remained exceptionally clear, as he had already been suppressed once before.

Knowing that he would gain no advantage by continuing to fight, Minghe already had a plan in mind.

"Zhunti, where is that Mosquito Daoist?" Minghe asked with a livid face, staring at that figure in the distance.

A few Asura did not matter, but Minghe still cared very much about the Mosquito Daoist.

Zhunti was taken aback upon hearing this; he had heard of the relationship between Minghe and the Mosquito Daoist, but he had not expected Minghe to have come for him.

Exchanging a glance with Jieyin in the distance, Zhunti felt a wave of helplessness.

He also valued the Mosquito Daoist highly, but unfortunately, he was powerless to do anything now.

(End of this chapter)