Chapter 242 Bloody sea battle in the Hades River of Houtu
A filthy sea of ​​blood.

Ever since the ancestor of the Styx brought the sea of ​​blood from the underworld to the prehistoric continent, the areas near the sea of ​​blood have long lost their former peace and tranquility.

There was desolate wind and miserable rain, wailing cries everywhere, and blood-red soil covering an area of ​​thousands of miles. Ancient trees of flesh and blood grew there, with bones as branches and hearts as fruits. Every time a fruit fell, it turned into a strange creature.

From time to time, a handful of yellow earth can be seen on the road, as if it is the only different color in the blood red, but beneath the yellow earth is the hatred of endless resentful creatures. A handful of mud is enough to knock down the cultivation of a Daluo Jinxian, which shows how much hatred is gathered in it.

Hou Tu stopped for a while outside this flesh and blood devil realm. Because she had restrained her cultivation, and these devil realms were filled with evil spirits, some cultivators thought that she was an ordinary female cultivator who wanted to enter this devil realm to search for treasures.

A white-haired old man stepped forward and advised Hou Tu: "My fellow Taoist, don't get too close to this demonic realm. If you are contaminated by these blood, flesh and poisonous gas, your body will be destroyed and you will have to find a way to reincarnate to recover. I was accidentally contaminated by a trace of blood and poison. I have only practiced Taoism for ten thousand years, but now I feel like my life has ended."

Hou Tu was kindhearted. She did not feel angry at the old man for calling her "fellow Taoist" despite his low level of cultivation. Instead, she was delighted that there was such a kind-hearted person at the height of the catastrophe.

She took a closer look and saw that the old man had chicken skin and white hair, gray spots all over his face, and a black forehead. He clearly had the cultivation of a true immortal, but his aura was weak and he exuded a sense of decay, as if he would die in the next moment.

A true immortal has a lifespan of one million years, and this old man has only been practicing for ten thousand years. If he were a mortal with a lifespan of only a hundred years, this old man would be equivalent to a one-year-old baby. How could he be as decayed as a centenarian?

Hou Tu took another closer look and finally figured out the truth.

There is a strange blood in this old man's body that is constantly absorbing his cultivation and magic power, even greatly damaging his lifespan. No one knows how long this blood has lingered, but the old man only has ten years left to live. If no action is taken to save him, he will soon turn to ashes, and his true spirit will return to heaven, hoping to be reincarnated.

Hou Tu said softly, "May I ask this Taoist friend, what is the relationship between this Flesh and Blood Demon Realm and the Filthy Blood Sea?"

The old man was surprised and asked, "Could it be that you came from the outside world and are here for the first time?"

Hou Tu nodded and said that her hometown was destroyed by foreigners. Although she was lucky enough to escape the disaster, she could no longer stay nearby, so she wandered all the way and accidentally came here.

The old man sighed, "We are both people who have fallen into the world. The current wilderness is particularly fierce. My hometown was also destroyed by the aftermath of the magical power of a demon god during the war between wizards and liches. Only here is a quiet place. There is the filthy blood sea of ​​the Styx God to deter us. Although it is difficult to practice, at least our lives are safe."

Then the old man explained the reason for this place.

Originally this place was a peaceful and blessed land, occupied by several races. But after the filthy sea of ​​blood descended, the water of the sea of ​​blood gradually seeped into the nearby land. Every drop of the water of the sea of ​​blood contained endless hatred and evil thoughts, which were beyond the ability of these immortals to resist.

In just a few days, this peaceful and blessed land was turned into a bloody demonic realm.

If it weren't for the ancestor of the Styx suppressing the power of the sea of ​​blood, let alone an area of ​​ten thousand miles, even an area of ​​billions of miles would have been completely transformed into a demonic domain.

Fortunately, the filthy sea of ​​blood is famous far and wide, and the spiritual energy here is thin. Even if catastrophes occur frequently in the prehistoric world, they will not affect this place. It can be regarded as a place of refuge for some people with low cultivation.

But the filthy blood sea is the filthy blood sea, even if it is just the devil's realm contaminated by the blood sea, it cannot be underestimated by others. The old man accidentally entered the devil's realm too deep, and his magic weapon was contaminated, so he began to escape. He did not expect that in the end he would be stained by a trace of blood, which led to such an end.

In order to prevent others from suffering the same disaster as him, he sits here and waits for death. Whenever someone wants to enter this devilish realm, he will step forward to dissuade them.

Hou Tu was silent for a moment, then said: "You will be rewarded for your kindness."

Then she stepped into this devilish territory without any protection.

The old man was horrified when he saw this, and was about to pull her back, but he saw that those terrifying blood-thirsty people who used to wish to escape from the Demon Realm and kill monks immediately fled far away after seeing this woman, and did not dare to touch her at all.

The old man was also a man of insight. In the past, even if those Golden Immortals entered this area of ​​flesh and blood, the blood energy was not afraid at all and immediately pounced forward. Those Golden Immortals had to take out magic weapons for protection.

But this woman could make all the blood and energy retreat without moving a single move, so they knew it was some incredible powerful being, perhaps the legendary Daluo Jinxian, and they immediately retreated, not daring to offend.

When he saw Hou Tu's figure gradually disappearing, he was about to return to the cave, but unexpectedly, the strange blood energy that had been causing trouble in his body had disappeared without a trace, and even his lost lifespan, magic power, and soul were completely restored.

The old man knew that it was this powerful man who helped him, and he immediately bowed three times and kowtowed nine times in the direction where Hou Tu left, thanking her for her great kindness.

Hou Tu treated the blood and energy around her as nothing and continued walking towards the sea of ​​blood.

Even if it was the filthy sea of ​​blood, she could enter directly without fear, not to mention the secondary spread of flesh and blood evil energy.

But the further they walked in, the uglier Hou Tu's expression became. This was because some Asuras had gradually appeared here. Asuras were born with the avenue of killing and were born to be good at killing. Whether they were Asuras or Rakshasa, they were all talented in killing.

However, the practice of the Way of Slaughter is different from that of ordinary ways. It only requires hard practice behind closed doors. One must engage in large-scale killing to gain the favor of the Way of Slaughter.

And within this devilish realm, countless souls that had not yet dissipated were being tortured miserably, and finally, amid the wild laughter of Shura and the delicate laughter of Rakshasa, they slowly turned into nothingness.

"Be bold!"

Seeing that there were actually living members of the Wu clan being tortured by these Shuras and Rakshasas, Hou Tu could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She roared, and the blood-red mud under her feet instantly rolled like waves, revealing its original appearance. The surging power of the earth flew up and instantly turned into a thousand-foot mountain, smashing towards these Shuras and Rakshasas.

The Ancestral Witch is furious, who can stop him?

Even some ordinary Hunyuan Golden Immortals could hardly withstand Houtu's hateful attack, let alone these Asuras who had not even obtained the Taiyi Dao Fruit?
Just as the mountain was about to fall, a blood-red lotus suddenly blossomed out of thin air. The flower had 108 petals and blood-red flames ignited, instantly weaving a fire net over the heads of these Asuras.

Compared with the thousand-foot mountain, this fire net seems insignificant, but as the mountain pressed down, the fire net did not move at all. Instead, the part of the mountain that was in contact with it was constantly melting. Finally, the fire net flew towards the sky and immediately melted the mountain, turning it into gas and dissipating.

Hou Tu did not continue to attack because a middle-aged Taoist with a gloomy face appeared in front of him. The Taoist carried two magic swords, one red and one black, on his back. A murderous aura rose into the sky. Even she had to step back a few steps because the person who came was the ancestor of the Styx.

When the ancestor of the Styx saw Hou Tu's furious look and the witches being tortured nearby, he knew why she was so angry.

However, the Styx Patriarch did not take it seriously and simply said, "It's been a long time since we last met, Ancestral Witch Hou Tu. Since the end of the sermon at Zixiao Palace, you and I have only met today."

Hou Tu's face was filled with anger, and she said in a cold voice, "You and I are both listening to the teachings in Zixiao Palace, so there is naturally a sense of friendship between us. But today I want to ask you, you clearly shoulder the responsibility of bearing the filth of the ancient world, so why are you still increasing the evil today? Aren't you failing the responsibility given to you by the Father God?"

Hou Tu originally wanted to ask why Minghe dared to kill his Wu clan, but when he thought about the fact that the Wu clan had committed a lot of sins in their daily lives, he had to change his words.

The old man of the Styx said disdainfully: "It is the Filthy Blood Sea that bears the responsibility of containing the filth of the Great Desolation, not me. You just want to know why the Wu Clan is tortured by my Asura Clan. Why do you have to find these high-sounding excuses? That's right, I caught you on purpose. What can you do about it?"

Hou Tu's eyes immediately turned red with anger. The issue at this moment was no longer about the comfort of the witches, but about her face.

But the ancestor of the Styx is not someone to be trifled with. Even in the outside world, he is not afraid of Hou Tu at all. If he doesn't even send out a few ancestor witches, and only one of them comes, he might kill him.

What's more, now that he is in the filthy sea of ​​blood, the old man of the Styx is confident that even if half of the ancestor witches come, he can fight on equal terms. Even if the twelve ancestor witches gather together, he can leave calmly.

Hou Tu said no more nonsense and stretched out her hand. The earth within a radius of thousands of miles began to tremble. The earth yellow color immediately replaced the blood red. The flesh and blood demon tree that roared wildly in the past was pressed into the ground wailing. The whole earth was shaking continuously like crazy. Endless magnetic force erupted from the ground, immediately grabbing the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus, preventing it from moving easily.

The three talents are heaven, earth and man; the three origins are heaven, earth and water.

The earth carries all things. It is deeper than the sky and vaster than the sea. Countless gods were born on the earth, including the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Three Pure Ones, the Queen Mother of the West, Bixia Yuanjun, and Zhen Yuanzi; even the River Styx was born on the earth.

Although the filthy blood sea is a sea, it is located at the bottom of the earth and naturally cannot escape the scope of the earth.

In the ancient world, there were many gods who practiced the great way of earth, such as Zhen Yuanzi and Bixia Yuanjun. The former was born with the Book of Earth, and the latter was the hand of the mountain god. However, these two gods were half a point inferior to Hou Tu. Hou Tu was the real leader of earth.

The earth was shaking, the sky was turning upside down, and even the filthy sea of ​​blood not far away was rolling, and the raging blood waves were surging, but the overall speed was getting lower and lower. In the blink of an eye, it was three inches lower than before, and the speed was even accelerating.

Hou Tu obviously wanted to push the sea of ​​blood back into the ground, and had no intention of competing with the ancestor of the Styx.

But it is not so easy to deal with the ancestor of the Styx.

Seeing that Hou Tu wanted to push the entire filthy sea of ​​blood back into the ground, the Styx Patriarch sneered: "Hou Tu, Ancestral Witch, are you too naive? Yuan Tu! Abi!"

Following a shout from the Old Ancestor of the Styx, two murderous auras, one black and one red, burst out and slashed towards Hou Tu in the blink of an eye. Hou Tu was casting a spell to suppress the sea of ​​blood at this time. Faced with the killing power of two top-grade innate killing spiritual treasures, she was unable to withdraw her hands for a while, so she had to transform herself into the true body of the Ancestral Witch.

A ray of ochre-colored divine light flashed, and Hou Tu turned into the true body of the Earth Ancestor Witch with a human head and a snake body, seven hands behind her back and two hands in front of her chest, with two ochre-colored Teng Snakes in her hands.

(End of this chapter)