Primordial Ancestor: Leading the human race into seclusion at the beginning

Chapter 115 Reincarnation is a creation of nature, why should it be forged by later generations!
"If there is any possibility of finding a place of opportunity in this boundless sea of ​​blood, it must be within this blood-sea placenta!"

Outside the sea of ​​blood and placenta, the Styx Ancestor's expression was arrogant and indifferent as he coldly spoke.

"Since the treasure has been inside this sea of ​​blood and placenta for hundreds of millions of years, why haven't you retrieved it yet?"

Xuan Tian spoke, and the unseen pull within him was precisely in the blood sea and placenta before him.

"Fellow Daoist, you'll understand once you see it!"

The Styx Ancestor hesitated, but did not explain much. Clearly, he seemed to have something difficult to say. Otherwise, with the treasure right in front of him, he would have obtained it long ago over countless years.

Seeing this, Xuan Tian asked no more questions, took a step forward, and arrived in the Blood Sea Placenta.

"This is?"

As soon as Xuan Tian stepped into the Blood Sea Placenta, a look of surprise appeared on his face. Looking around, the Blood Sea Placenta was a world of its own, its area equivalent to a vast universe.

But what truly surprised him was that there was a huge crack at the bottom of the Blood Sea Placenta, almost running through the entire Blood Sea Placenta.

This crack leads nowhere; even with his divine sense, he couldn't reach its bottom. It seemed to connect all the way to the deepest part of the primordial world.

And the mysterious pull comes from within this enormous crack.

"This rift existed even before I took human form. Its depth is unfathomable, seemingly leading to the depths of the ninety-nine layers of the Netherworld. If there is any place in the boundless sea of ​​blood where there might be a great opportunity, it is deep within this rift!"

Just as Xuan Tian was surprised, the Styx Ancestor, who had arrived at the Blood Sea Placenta at some unknown time, spoke with a slightly complicated expression on his face.

In fact, since he took human form, he has almost never stepped out of the boundless sea of ​​blood. Besides his cautious nature, the biggest reason is this huge rift.

His innate instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune told him that a great secret was definitely hidden within this enormous crack.

However, as the saying goes, it's easy to go up to heaven but difficult to go down to earth.

When Pangu separated heaven and earth, the pure energy rose and transformed into the heavens, which consisted of thirty-three heavens. A Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator at the peak of his cultivation could traverse them.

As the turbid air descended, it evolved into the ninety-nine layers of the Netherworld. This enormous crack seemed to pierce through the entire ninety-nine layers of the Netherworld.

The deeper he went into the Netherworld, the more terrifying the pressure became. Even with his cultivation level, he could only penetrate to the eighty-ninth level of the Netherworld before he could no longer continue.

"I see!"

Feeling the pull of the unseen forces, Xuan Tian's eyes brightened, and he transformed into a streak of light, flying straight towards the depths of the rift. Upon seeing this, the Styx Ancestor immediately followed.

"Fellow Daoist, the deeper you go into the Netherworld, the more terrifying the pressure becomes. Above the eightieth level, the pressure is already equivalent to that of a Quasi-Saint!"

"Above the ninetieth level, one is already at the Quasi-Saint level!"

"And the pressure alone in the ninety-ninth level of the Netherworld is probably equivalent to that of a saint!"

When the Styx Ancestor spoke, Xuan Tian could not deny it. The two of them were moving at extreme speed. In an instant, they had already crossed more than ten Netherworld Lands and arrived at a place more than trillions of miles deep underground.

An invisible pressure descended, one that no ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal could withstand.

However, Xuan Tian and the Styx Ancestor were naturally able to withstand it.

Soon, as the two continued to venture deeper, this invisible pressure grew stronger and stronger.

The fifteenth Netherworld!

The Thirty-Sixth Netherworld!
The Sixty-Ninth Netherworld!
Xuan Tian was surrounded by a hazy, clear light. As he ventured deeper into the underworld, he unknowingly arrived at the eighty-ninth level of the Netherworld.

The pressure here is so intense it's almost tangible; an ordinary quasi-saint would probably be reduced to dust in an instant.

The Styx Ancestor had already unleashed the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus to resist this pressure, even so.

Under this pressure, even the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, a top-grade innate defensive spiritual treasure, creaked and groaned, seemingly unable to bear the burden.

"Fellow Daoist, this is the best I can do for you. If things are beyond our control, please don't force yourself!"

Seeing Xuan Tian, ​​who remained calm and continued exploring downwards, the Styx Ancestor was startled and exclaimed loudly that this was his limit.

"What exactly is the opportunity hidden deep within?"

The Styx Ancestor's tone was somewhat complicated. He had been exploring for hundreds of millions of years without finding any treasures or opportunities, and now he did not want Xuan Tian to find the treasures.

But I was also curious about what exactly that treasure or opportunity was.

With that thought in mind, he retreated to the Netherworld, where the pressure wasn't too great, and simply sat cross-legged, not in a hurry to return, but quietly waiting.

Regardless of Styx Ancestor's thoughts, Xuan Tian continued to delve deeper. *Creak! Creak!*
Xuan Tian stopped. This was already the ninety-first level of the Netherworld. The terrifying pressure caused his physical body to creak.

Under such pressure, even a Quasi-Saint at the peak of his power would likely perish without a protective treasure. The pressure has truly reached the level of a Sub-Saint!
This is normal. In its previous life, Earth was technologically advanced and could even explore deep space, but it could only explore the underground at a maximum depth of 10,000 meters.

Thinking of this, Xuan Tian directly drew upon the power of a sub-saint, causing his aura to surge, directly blocking the terrifying pressure from outside, and continued to delve deeper downwards.

The ninety-second level!
The ninety-third level!
"call!"

The ninety-eighth Netherworld Land is filled with unimaginable pressure, as if the weight of the entire primordial world is pressing down on you.

Even the power of the Quasi-Saint authority that Xuan Tian drew upon seemed somewhat precarious under this force.

The most terrifying thing is that once you step into the ninety-ninth Netherworld, the pressure will increase dramatically, and it is entirely possible that it will even exceed the limit of a Quasi-Saint!

However, the closer he got, the stronger his premonition became. Deep within the Ninety-Nine Netherworld Lands, there was definitely an unimaginable opportunity!

Rumble!
Xuan Tian's expression was solemn, and six golden wheels of great Dao merit emerged from behind his head, drawing upon the power of the Great Dao's origin.

An ancient-style small bell and a small tripod have already evolved.

Two supreme defensive treasures floated above Xuan Tian's head, their weighty creation and primordial chaos energy firmly protecting him.

If the Styx Ancestor were to witness this scene, he would likely be utterly astonished.

The value of a defensive treasure far exceeds that of a killing treasure. Moreover, Xuan Tian directly offered two of them, which is simply outrageously extravagant!
"Charge!"

Xuan Tian gritted his teeth, his head adorned with two defensive treasures, and transformed into a stream of light, rushing straight towards the ninety-nine layers of the Netherworld below.

boom!
Just as he stepped into the ninety-ninth level of the Netherworld, an unimaginable and terrifying pressure descended instantly, causing a slight change in the expression on Xuan Tian's face.

This pressure has exceeded the scope of a sub-saint and has barely reached the level of a saint. Under this pressure, both defensive treasures are buzzing.

The consumption of Xuan Tian's internal magical power reached an unimaginable level; in the blink of an eye, nearly half of his internal magical power had been consumed.

Rumble!
The golden wheel of Great Dao Merit behind Xuan Tian's head shone with golden light, directly surging into Xuan Tian's body to replenish the mana he had consumed. He directly used the Great Dao Merit to replenish the mana he had lost.

If other powerful beings, or even a Heavenly Saint, were to witness this scene, they would all cry out that it was a waste of precious resources.

But at this point, there was no time to worry about that, and besides...

At this moment, Xuan Tian had condensed a golden wheel of six great Dao merits. With so much merit, he could do whatever he wanted!
Soon, replenished by the merits of the Great Dao, the two defensive treasures above Xuan Tian's head withstood the pressure that was almost on par with that of a saint, and rushed straight toward the rift below.

At this moment, time seems to slow down.

It could take several breaths, or it could take dozens of breaths.

"This is?"

Xuan Tian suddenly stopped. At this moment, in front of him, in the pitch-black Netherworld, a thin membrane radiating white light had suddenly appeared.

It appears extremely thin, yet it exists quietly under pressure comparable to that of a saint, seemingly unaffected by any pressure whatsoever.

Deep within the ninety-nine layers of the Netherworld, there exists such a strange membrane. Even Xuan Tian, ​​with his strong will, couldn't help but feel surprised and curious.

The third treasure of commerce was drawn through this white membrane, and Xuan Tian passed directly through it due to inertia.

hum!
The scene before him changed, and just as Xuan Tian passed through the white membrane, the terrifying pressure dissipated in an instant, allowing Xuan Tian to breathe a sigh of relief.

But after seeing the surrounding scenery clearly, a look of surprise reappeared on his face!
This is a strange space filled with white light.

The source of the light was countless white dots of light, some as small as grains of sand or sesame seeds, others as large as houses or even mountains.

Upon closer inspection, countless images of various shapes emerge from these enormous orbs of light; some are dragons, others are phoenixes.

More often than not, they were strange creatures that even Xuan Tian did not recognize, more like the innate myriad races and ancient races from the ancient Dragon-Han Calamity.

Moreover, these white dots are not static; sometimes, some of them disappear.
But soon, an equal number of white light spots appeared out of thin air, replenishing the vanished light spots, and a strange balance seemed to be formed between the two.

"This is... a true spirit? Could this space be...?"

Xuan Tian seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened suddenly. He was so shocked that his mind went blank.

hum!
Just as Xuan Tian was in shock, a massive amount of information flooded into his mind, instantly making him aware of the origin of this space.

"The initial place of reincarnation?"

(End of this chapter)