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Chapter 66

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In the face of Di River and Zu Wu's unfriendly gazes, River Styx smiled and said, "Daoist Friend, if the Poor Way dares to come here, he must have the Poor Way. What's more, Zu Wu's injuries have not fully healed, and I'm sure the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation can't exert its full power. What do I have to be afraid of?"

River Styx's words hit Zu Wu's weak spot. Zu Wu felt helpless. The Purple Qi of Hongmeng was right in front of them, but they did not dare to attack. Although there were 12 of them, they could not exert the full power of the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation. They did not dare to say that they could win against River Styx. Even if they won, some of them would be injured or killed. After all, the counterattack of a peak Quasi-saint was no joke.

The Candle Dragon stepped forward and asked, "Daoist Friend River Styx, I am the Candle Dragon of Zu Wu. May I ask what brings you to the Holy Land of the Wu people? Daoist Friend, since you have obtained the Purple Qi of Hongmeng, you should be concentrating on comprehending it in the Blood Sea. Why do you come here now? "

River Styx glanced at the Candle Dragon and said, "Of course I have something to discuss with you Wu people. Do you want to finish your words outside?" Although River Styx's visit was secretive, it would not be good if the Monster Clan or other people who had been watching the Wu people found out that River Styx had appeared in the Wu people.

Seeing this, Di River said, "In that case, Daoist Friend, please come in." The Twelve Ancestors of Pangu led River Styx into the Pangu's Hall. The Hall of Pangu looked simple and unadorned, but it had the Taoist Charm of returning to simplicity. No wonder it was the Holy Land of the Wu people. The Twelve Zu Wu valued it so much that it must have been passed down from Pangu.

After entering the Pangu's Hall, River Styx felt a special pressure. It did not affect him, but it would be different for others. The pressure here was much stronger than that of Mount Buzhou. There must be something in the depths of the hall that Pangu had left for the Wu people. However, it was a secret of the Wu people and River Styx could not find out.

There were twelve stone benches in the hall. They must be the seats of the Twelve Zu Wu. River Styx waved his hand and a cloud bed appeared in the hall. River Styx sat cross-legged on the cloud bed. He looked at the Twelve Zu Wu and said, "Don't think too much. The Poor Way is here to make a deal with you."

The Twelve Zu Wu were surprised by River Styx's words. River Styx had never had any dealings with the Wu people, let alone a friendship. What did River Styx want from the Wu people? What would he use to make a deal with them? The Wu people were so dominant in the Great Desolation that they would not be interested in ordinary things.

Di River asked, "What does the Daoist Friend want from the Wu people?" River Styx's strength was well known in the Great Desolation. Di River could not think of anything that River Styx wanted from the Wu people. Lingbao? Spiritual Root? Or something else.

River Styx said, "The Poor Way wants a drop of each Zu Wu's essence blood and the Twelve Wu people's Great Formation of Divine Killing." As soon as Minghe said that, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were furious, including the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu who had always been gentle.

Essence blood was the most precious thing for a cultivator, and it was even more important for a body cultivator. Losing even a drop of essence blood would cause great harm to one's body. Besides, River Styx not only wanted a drop of essence blood from each Zu Wu, but also the Great Formation of the Wu people. It was simply wishful thinking.

Seeing the anger on Zu Wu's faces, River Styx raised his hand and a purple gas appeared in his hand. The Twelve Zu Wu quieted down at once. "This is …" River Styx said, "This is the Poor Way's trade item. What do you think, Zu Wu?"

The Pangu Palace suddenly quieted down. The Twelve Zu Wu were all stunned. Although River Styx's request was excessive, it was insignificant compared to the Hongmeng Purple Qi. If one's essence blood was lost, it could be slowly recovered. However, the Hongmeng Purple Qi was something that could only be encountered by chance. There were only seven of them in the entire Great Desolation.

The Twelve Zu Wu had never expected that River Styx would use the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which represented a holy position, in exchange for a drop of essence blood from each of the Twelve Zu Wu and the Great Formation of Divine Killing. This was a crazy deal. If others knew about it, they would definitely scold River Styx for his stupidity. After all, this was the Hongmeng Purple Qi!

Moreover, they would also think, "Since River Styx doesn't want the Hongmeng Purple Qi, why would he snatch it? Does he have nothing better to do?" At the same time, they would also feel sorry for the sixty-eight Quasi-saint who had died at the hands of River Styx. They had risked their lives to obtain this thing, but River Styx had casually used it in exchange for something else.

The Candle Dragon swallowed and asked uncertainly, "Daoist Friend River Styx, are you joking? You want to use the Hongmeng Purple Qi to exchange for a drop of essence blood from each of the Twelve Zu Wu and the Great Formation of Divine Killing? "

River Styx nodded and said, "Of course I'm not joking. If I wasn't, why would I come to the Wu people?" River Styx also knew that this exchange was a little ridiculous, but he was serious. The Hongmeng Purple Qi was of little value to him. It was tasteless, but it would be a pity to throw it away. It would be better to use it in exchange for something he wanted. It could be said that it had endless uses.

River Styx also wanted to use this opportunity to repay the karma he owed to Pangu. Back at Mount Buzhou, River Styx had obtained Pangu's legacy. Although he had used the Merit of Creation to obtain Pangu's Jade Essence, the Green Lotus of Good Fortune, and the elixir, weapons, and array, he still owed Pangu some karma.

Using the Hongmeng Purple Qi to exchange for a drop of essence blood from each of the Twelve Zu Wu and the Great Formation of Divine Killing was a great deal for the Wu people. Although Zu Wu's essence blood was precious, it was not impossible to replenish it after it was lost. It could be completely recovered after a long period of rest.

On the other hand, the Great Formation of Divine Killing was not a big deal. If it had been set up by someone else, its power would have been greatly reduced. Only the Twelve Zu Wu together could unleash the full power of the formation and summon Pangu's true body. Even if River Styx used the essence blood of the Twelve Zu Wu to create a doppelganger or something else to set up the formation, its power would not be much. River Styx alone could destroy the formation.

Although River Styx seemed to be at a disadvantage, he had his own thoughts. It was not a bad idea to use this unequal trade to repay the karma he owed Pangu. Moreover, he had gotten what he wanted. In Zu Wu's eyes, River Styx might have been at a disadvantage, but River Styx felt that it was worth it. This was just a matter of opinion.

The Karma owed must be paid back. Otherwise, it would not be good for the road of cultivation. As for the Karma owed to Pangu, Minghe naturally had to find the authentic lineage of Pangu to pay it back. In the Untainted Land, the authentic lineage of Pangu was probably only the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.

Sanqing wanted the Hongmeng Purple Aura. They had the Hongmeng Purple Aura. They also wanted the Innate Cardinal Treasures. Although no one would complain about having too many Dharma treasures, River Styx would not be willing to give them the Innate Lingbao or Innate Cardinal Treasures. Therefore, he could only ask the Wu people. It just so happened that the Hongmeng Purple Aura he had was what the Twelve Zu Wu needed.

Although River Styx spoke with sincerity, the Twelve Zu Wu still had a look of disbelief and doubt on his face. Indeed, if River Styx had said this, he would not have believed it either. There was no such thing as a free lunch. What fell from the sky could very well be a trap.

Di River asked cautiously, "Daoist Friend River Styx, I have to admit that the Hongmeng Purple Aura is what we want. However, doesn't the Daoist Friend need it as well? The Daoist Friend's cultivation has already reached the peak of Quasi-saint. With the help of the Hongmeng Purple Aura, the Daoist Friend may become a Saint before anyone else. "

River Styx glanced at the Hongmeng Purple Aura in his hand and said with a smile, "You're right, but this is not my Dao. I've already found my Dao. The Hongmeng Purple Aura is like a floating cloud to me. It's useless. I might as well use it to exchange for what I want. At the same time, I can also repay the karma I owe to Pangu."

River Styx's words shocked the Twelve Zu Wu even more. The Hongmeng Purple Aura was something that could only be obtained by anyone. However, it was useless in the hands of River Styx. From River Styx's words, it was not difficult to understand that River Styx had already found the way to prove the Dao of Hunyuan. In other words, River Styx was about to become a Saint.

Hongjun had once said that each of the 3,000 Great Ways could prove the Dao of Hunyuan. However, there was still a gap between the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and the Saints. The Saints used their Primordial Spirit to attach to the Tendo. As long as the Tendo was not destroyed, the Saints would be immortal. However, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian was different. Although he had the same power as the Saints, he could not attach his Primordial Spirit to the Tendo.

In comparison, the benefits of becoming a Saint were greater. With the help of the Hongmeng Purple Aura, it was much faster than the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. The Dao of Hunyuan that Daozu mentioned was the Hongmeng Daluo Jinxian. This was the Dao of Law. The path of cultivation was rugged and difficult. Therefore, during the Great Desolation, there were people who tried their best to seize the Hongmeng Purple Aura.

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