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Chapter 180 The Styx Ancestor
The Grand Preceptor Bodhisattva left, leaving only the Great Strength Bodhisattva in a daze. He couldn't understand why Ye Xuantian would choose the Grand Preceptor Bodhisattva among so many Bodhisattvas.

Looking at the departing figure of the Grand Preceptor King Bodhisattva, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva couldn't help but shout loudly, "In the primordial chaos, you did not exist. Why would he choose you!"

The Grand Preceptor, King Bodhisattva, didn't even turn around; only his voice drifted from afar: "Because I am close to the human race!"

After the form of the National Preceptor King Bodhisattva completely dissipated, the face of the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva became more resolute. He was about to take that step, but after a long time, he did not take that step. He exhaled deeply and then slammed his palm hard on his chest.

"Ancestor Styx, you actually intend to take my life! Don't even think about it!"

As the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta finished speaking, countless golden chains spread out from His palm, eventually completely enveloping His body.

"The tide cannot be turned! Seeing that the Demon King is nowhere to be found, I cannot force my way in!"

hum!
All the golden chains tightened suddenly and then slowly seeped into His body. Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva knelt down on the ground, panting heavily.

"So he had already foreseen this?" Recalling their verbal exchange that day, the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta finally understood that Ye Xuantian was still keeping an eye on them in the dark, subtly resolving their predicaments.

If it weren't for the words of the National Preceptor King Bodhisattva: "I don't know the true name very well," Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva would not have been able to avoid the influence of Styx Ancestor through self-reflection.

"The trend of the times cannot be defied, the trend of the times cannot be defied!" The Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta slowly retreated into his own sacred space and sat cross-legged in meditation.

Blood, endless blood was spreading.

Within the River of Blood, Styx Ancestor, seated on his throne, slowly opened his eyes, looking down at Mara, Shiva, Brahma, and the Devas.

"To this day, apart from the will of Tianbo Xun that first descended upon Huaguo Mountain, no one else's will has returned!" The Styx Ancestor was shrouded in blood mist, making it impossible to see his figure clearly, but the dense aura of killing intent and nobility around him made people dare not look directly at him.

Tianbo Xun knelt down immediately: "It was my stupidity that I exposed myself, which made him wary of my Asura clan."

Shiva and the other two knelt down simultaneously: "Please punish us, Ancestor!"

"It's not your fault. A being who wields the God-Slaying Spear is indeed not someone to be trifled with. Not only you, but even my will rarely wavers. Humanity is about to change. Tathagata, you've gained a good ally!"

As the words of the Styx Ancestor fell, a golden body with a dark red hue slowly rose from the vast blood pool below. It was none other than the Tathagata Buddha, but at this moment, the Tathagata Buddha's eyes were closed, and his golden body was covered with rusty bloodstains.

Seemingly having heard Styx Ancestor's question, Buddha Tathagata slowly opened his eyes, though they were filled with weariness.

"Nether River, you have been in the River of Blood for too long and have no idea of ​​that person's methods. Even if you use all the power of your clan to recreate a golden body to replace me, so what? You can't even leave Mount Ling." The Buddha's voice was also weary, as if he had to use all his strength to say these words.

“I know you are using the endless river of blood to draw in all the Buddhas and monks of Buddhism, but so what? As long as a few Bodhisattvas still retain their wisdom and guard their original minds, you cannot control the entire Mount Sumeru, you cannot completely suppress the monks, and you cannot go anywhere.” When the Buddha said this, he forced a smile.

"Minghe, your schemes with the Dao Ancestor will ultimately fail."

The Styx Ancestor dispersed his blood energy, revealing his true form. He wore a blood-red cloak, a silver mask, and his messy hair obscured his eyes. His voice was sharp and piercing.

"Buddha, you are far too certain. So what if I cannot completely control all the Bodhisattvas? As long as the pilgrim arrives at Mount Sumeru and his merits are infused into my golden body, I can break through the great vow seal of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and reach Mount Sumeru directly. At that time, everything will be mine! All mine!" "The premise is that Mosquito Daoist can truly possess the body of Golden Cicada and become the pilgrim. Otherwise, Styx, all your schemes will be in vain." Buddha's eyelids drooped slightly, as if he were truly tired.

"The Mosquito Daoist won't die. Even if Ye Xuantian truly possesses overwhelming power and has attempted to sever the Mosquito Daoist's consciousness several times, the Mosquito Daoist will not die. Ultimately, the Mosquito Daoist entered that physical body through the power of reincarnation. Moreover, once he crosses the river, he will awaken, he definitely will!"

"The reason why Mosquito Taoist is not dead is because he sucked the Golden Lotus back then, right? Speaking of the Golden Lotus, Styx, you seem to have forgotten that our Buddhist sect still has two saintly avatars outside." The aura of the Buddha Tathagata became almost imperceptible.

The Styx Ancestor suddenly stood up: "Buddha, you still think about constantly breaking through my Dao heart? I really underestimated you."

hum!
With a wave of his sleeve, the Styx Ancestor once again unleashed a torrent of blood energy around him.

The Buddha clasped his hands together and said, "What a pity!"

"They have all consumed the Fallen Saint Pill. As long as the Dao Ancestor wins the battle against the Heavenly Dao, the Six Primordial Saints are the least worthy of attention. Moreover, Tathagata, do not forget that your true self is still here. Even if I can obtain very little merit from the Western Journey Tribulation, as long as I completely refine your true body, I can still break through this great vow and descend to Mount Ling."

Hearing Styx Ancestor's seemingly mad words, Buddha Tathagata did not respond further.

To break the seal here, the Styx Ancestor prepared many paths, and most importantly, it seemed that any of them had a chance of success.

"The trend of the times cannot be defied! It's just a self-comforting statement." Seeing that the Buddha Tathagata no longer spoke, the Styx Ancestor pressed down with one hand, and the golden body of the Buddha Tathagata began to slowly descend.

“Mars, Shiva!” Styx Ancestor said in a deep voice.

"The disciple is here!"

"I will exert all my strength to seize the body of the demon from Beiju Luzhou and make sure my true form descends to the mortal world as soon as possible, becoming one of the Journey to the West and forcibly seizing the merits of the Great Tribulation of the West. I want to see just who this Ye Xuantian really is!"

"Yes!"

Meanwhile, in Beiju Luzhou, at the Daoist temple of the True Martial Emperor.

At this moment, Zhenwu the Great was looking at the plaque that read "Those under the Xuantian Gate do not submit to him".

"Interesting. Just observing this one sentence over the years has actually made my Dao heart improve quite a bit. How interesting!" the True Martial Emperor murmured.

"Report!" Suddenly, a voice rang out, and the True Martial Emperor turned around to see the Turtle and Snake Generals looking flustered.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, the barrier at the junction of the Netherworld and Beiju Luzhou is shaking, as if a great demon is about to be born." The voices of the Turtle and Snake Generals were tinged with panic.

"Great Emperor Zhenwu, heed my decree!" At the same time, the voice of Venus rang out from outside.

(End of this chapter)