"If you continue talking nonsense, I will really send you into reincarnation."
Daoist Zhun Ti felt that Zhou Yang and the others were getting closer. He narrowed his eyes and a cold glint surged in them.
This might be an opportunity for him to kill Sect Master Styx.
The appearance of Sect Master Styx could completely affect Zhou Yang's inspection of the original world. If he used this reason to kill Sect Master Styx, even if they had any doubts, they would not say anything.
However, Zhou Yang's strength was too unfathomable. Daoist Zhun Ti could not guarantee that Zhou Yang would not notice if he attacked.
If he left an impression of Zhou Yang as a bloodthirsty person, even if the original world passed Zhou Yang's inspection, it would not be beneficial for the development of the Western Sect in Wanjie Lou.
"You won't kill me?"
Sect Master Styx's expression froze when he heard that. The three of them had entered the Blood Sea, and Daoist Zhun Ti had dived into the Blood Sea. What else could they do but deal with him?
He also knew that he was no match for Daoist Zhun Ti. He could not even escape from Daoist Zhun Ti. That was why Sect Master Styx was so tough.
Now that he heard Daoist Zhun Ti's words, he also reacted. If Daoist Zhun Ti had come to suppress him, he would not have given him a chance to talk nonsense.
Now that he heard Daoist Zhun Ti's words, the surging anger on Sect Master Styx's body was like a punctured balloon. He instantly shriveled and looked embarrassed.
Sect Master Styx was able to survive the Great Tribulation of the Great Magi-Demon War and the Great God-Conferment War not because he was powerful or had amazing life-saving means.
The reason why he could survive was that he hid in the Nether Blood Sea and did not interfere in the battles outside the Blood Sea. Others could not find a chance to attack him.
If Sect Master Styx really interfered with the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, he would not be able to survive the Great God-Conferment War, let alone the other Great Tribulations.
Jie School was known as the Ten Thousand Immortals, but they were completely annihilated in the Great Tribulation. Even the Grandmaster of Heaven, a Saint-level expert, was suppressed by the four Saints.
In the Great Tribulation, the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School had lost their three flowers. The Sect Master of the Netherworld River might have a chance of survival if he joined the Western Sect. However, if he joined the Western Sect, the Nether Blood Sea might become the possession of the Western Sect.
From then on, he could only stay in the Great Tempest Temple and be a Buddha.
"Behave yourself later. Don't talk nonsense. Don't ask around. Don't talk nonsense. Be respectful and humble …"
Daoist Zhun Ti appeared behind Sect Master Styx in a flash and said coldly.
"If anything goes wrong, forget me, even I, the Primordial Lord of Heaven, and the others will grind your bones to dust."
Wanjie Lou's existence was an opportunity for Sages like them to transcend. Anyone who stood in their way would only end up dead. They might not even have the chance to be reincarnated.
"Teacher is here?"
The fact that the Netherworld River Sect Master could hide in the Nether Blood Sea for hundreds of millions of years showed that he was a person who was afraid of death. Now that he heard Daoist Zhun Ti's warning, he asked carefully.
Within the Three Realms, the only person who could make Daoist Zhun Ti and the other Sages treat seriously was probably that person from the Purple Cloud Palace.
During the Chaotic Era, Hong Jun had preached the Dao in the Purple Cloud Palace. The Netherworld River Sect Master had also been one of the guests. He naturally knew that there was a supreme existence who stood above all the Sages.
"Didn't I tell you not to ask? Why are you still asking? Be careful, or I'll send you into reincarnation."
Daoist Zhun Ti's cold gaze locked onto the Netherworld River Sect Master. Wisps of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
A person like the Netherworld River Sect Master was too unstable. If anything went wrong, the Netherworld River Sect Master would die. He did not want to implicate the Western Sect.
"Junior Brother, bring the Netherworld River Sect Master here and introduce the Nether Blood Sea to the shop owner."
Daoist Zhun Ti, who was contemplating whether to kill the Netherworld River Sect Master, hurriedly restrained the killing intent in his heart when he heard the voice.
"Remember what I said. It's the wisest choice for you."
Daoist Zhun Ti took a deep look at the Netherworld River Sect Master. Then, without asking for his opinion, he wrapped the Netherworld River Sect Master with his Dharma power and flew up.
The establishment of the Untainted Land Infinity Group was destined to reshuffle the forces in the Three Realms. The mighty figures like the Netherworld River Sect Master, the Kun Peng, and the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, who were originally outside the Three Realms, had no choice but to be incorporated or die.
This was because the Buddhist Dao World would become a semi-public world. The customers of Wanjie Lou would enter the Original World. The existence of the Netherworld River Sect Master, who was second only to the Sages, was an obstacle to the stability of the Three Realms.
If a customer who entered Wanjie Lou died in an accident, the Untainted Land Infinity Group would probably collapse immediately. The Original World might also be sealed. As for the customers of Wanjie Lou, whether their status as customers of Wanjie Lou would be revoked was also a problem.
The Netherworld River Sect Master was speechless.
Even if he met Hongjun, there was no need to be so serious. What had Hongjun not seen in the Three Realms?
"Sigh ~"
The Netherworld River Sect Master looked at Daoist Cundi, who was flying with him, with a complicated expression. He sighed helplessly.
Although he was one of the top Great Divines in the Three Realms, he was still far from the Sages. Everyone below the Sages was like an ant.
If he did not become a Sage, he would be an ant.
"Shop owner, this is the Netherworld River Sect Master, a Great Divines born in the Blood Sea. He is a Connate Divine Demon and is the most familiar with the Nether Blood Sea."
Daoist Cundi flew directly to Zhou Yang with the Netherworld River Sect Master and introduced him.
The Netherworld River Sect Master looked up at the figure in front of him. It was a young man in his twenties, sizing him up with interest.
"Who is this person?"
The Netherworld River Sect Master's mind was racing. He kept recalling the memories in his mind, but he did not remember the shop owner.
"Greetings, shop owner."
Just as the Netherworld River Sect Master was about to say something, he saw Laozi, the Heavenly Primogenitor, and the Tongtian Sect Master behind Zhou Yang looking at him coldly, as if they were looking at a dead man. The Netherworld River Sect Master immediately remembered Daoist Cundi's reminder and quickly bowed.
"Greetings, Master."
The Netherworld River Sect Master's eyes suddenly froze and his face turned pale. Hongjun was here, but this time, he did not stand in the first place. Instead, he stood behind the stranger who was addressed as shop owner.
Hongjun glanced at the Netherworld River Sect Master coldly and said, "Aren't you familiar with the Nether Blood Sea?"
"Gulp ~"
The Netherworld River Sect Master was so scared that he almost fell to the ground. He was born from a placenta in the Nether Blood Sea. He was a life of the Nether Blood Sea. How could he not be familiar with the Nether Blood Sea?
How could Hongjun not know his identity? The Netherworld River Sect Master heard it because Hongjun was asking him if he was a good-for-nothing.
If he was a good-for-nothing, there was no need for him to exist.
"The Nether Blood Sea is born in the Yellow Springs of Hell. There is the Asura Clan in the Blood Sea. The Asura Clan is born to not fall into reincarnation and devours the souls of living beings …"
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