Primordial Era: I, Ksitigarbha, shall be the Supreme Being of the Primordial Era.

Three thousand years of primordial chaos passed in a flash.

Over these three thousand years, Ksitigarbha has been continuously purifying wandering souls.

When your magical power is exhausted, meditate to regulate your breathing. Once your breathing is restored, continue the purification process.

As this process repeated, the number of wandering souls corrupted by malevolent energy and resentment gradually decreased by more than half, and Ksitigarbha's understanding of the path he cultivated also deepened.

After another purification was completed, Ksitigarbha slowly stopped transmitting his magical power.

Looking at the remaining unpurified wandering souls, Ksitigarbha wanted to continue, but suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.

His intuition told him that water overflows when it's full, and that the remaining wandering souls corrupted by evil energy still had their uses, so he had no choice but to stop what he was doing.

As soon as Ksitigarbha stopped, the four spiritual treasures surrounding him floated into the void one by one.

Suddenly, a suction force emerged from the four magical treasures.

The purified wandering souls were also collected by the four spiritual treasures by the four suction forces.

After the collection was completed, the four spiritual treasures slowly descended into Ksitigarbha's hands.

"When the netherworld reveals itself, I will surely fight for your survival!"

With a solemn expression, Ksitigarbha made a promise to the ash-like aura emanating from the spiritual treasure in his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura surrounding Lingbao trembled slightly, clearly indicating that it had sensed Ksitigarbha's promise and responded accordingly.

Ksitigarbha nodded silently, then looked up at the wandering souls that he had not yet purified, his heart filled with remorse.

"If I bring the Netherworld back to life, I will also help you escape this sea of ​​suffering!"

But this time, Ksitigarbha's promise was not fulfilled. The wandering soul, corrupted by the evil energy, is now nothing more than a mindless, lonely ghost!

With a sigh, Ksitigarbha slowly walked into the sea of ​​blood.

Another purpose of his trip to the Blood Sea was not yet fulfilled; he still needed to meet the Styx Ancestor, the Lord of the Blood Sea.

As soon as Ksitigarbha entered the Blood Sea, he was sensed by the Styx River in the Blood God Palace.

Styx looked at Ksitigarbha, who was wandering in the sea of ​​blood, with a puzzled expression. "Wasn't this junior purifying wandering souls? Why did he suddenly enter my sea of ​​blood?"

But after a moment, all doubts vanished.

"This junior, Ksitigarbha, wishes to pay homage to Senior Styx, Lord of the Blood Sea. I humbly request that Senior appear before me!"

Ksitigarbha's voice was transmitted to Styx's ears through the blood god son of Styx.

"See me?" Styx looked at Ksitigarbha, who was standing respectfully in the sea of ​​blood, with some surprise.

"Heh, interesting. Let's meet then!"

Styx smiled gently and immediately erected a narrow path formed of congealed blood between Ksitigarbha and the Blood God Palace.

When Ksitigarbha saw the sea of ​​blood churning and eventually forming a path, he knew that the Styx River was willing to meet him.

He immediately embarked on the bloody path, walking step by step toward the Blood God Palace.

The gates of the Blood God Palace were already open, and a phantom of the Styx River formed from solidified blood slowly emerged at the entrance.

Upon seeing this, Ksitigarbha quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Junior Ksitigarbha greets Senior Styx!"

"Go straight inside, and my true form will be waiting for you there!"

The blood phantom did not respond to Ksitigarbha's words; it merely pointed the way before transforming back into a pool of blood and merging into the boundless sea of ​​blood.

Ksitigarbha was not annoyed; with a smile on his face, he walked towards the Blood God Palace.

When they reached the end, Ksitigarbha indeed saw a middle-aged man wearing a blood-red Taoist robe sitting on a large chair made of congealed blood, looking at him with some curiosity.

As soon as Ksitigarbha met the man's gaze, he felt an endless killing intent surge within him.

His consciousness seemed to be filled with murderous intent, and he only wanted to kill all living things in front of him.

Seeing that Ksitigarbha was being corrupted by the path he cultivated, Styx did not offer any assistance, but merely watched with a mocking expression.

He was, after all, a quasi-saint. Being locked up in his own home by the Second Dao and coerced within his own territory, he harbored resentment.

Now that the culprit is right in front of him, Immovable Ksitigarbha is already giving them face.

As for asking him to help Ksitigarbha escape his predicament, that's just wishful thinking!

It's already a good thing that Minghe didn't kick him when he was down!

Ksitigarbha's eyes turned bloodshot, and his consciousness gradually sank into a vortex of killing intent.

Just as Ksitigarbha was about to fall, a cool aura once again emerged from Ksitigarbha's primordial spirit.

With the help of that cool air, Ksitigarbha's consciousness gradually cleared, and his crimson eyes gradually regained their rationality.

That cool aura was the result of the long-lost demonic energy's fragmented soul discovering Ksitigarbha's predicament and offering him assistance.

Seeing that Ksitigarbha was gradually breaking free from the influence of his own Dao principles, Styx was somewhat surprised.

Then I gradually came to terms with it.

"No wonder those two old fogies from Mount Sumeru traveled thousands of miles to come and protect him; this young man is indeed quite capable!"

After regaining consciousness, Ksitigarbha did not show the slightest displeasure towards the Styx River.

After all, the other party did not attack me, and I was only affected by the other party's Dao principles because my cultivation level was inferior.

The two were strangers; it was a favor for the other to help, and it was their right not to. He couldn't blame them.

"Junior Ksitigarbha greets Senior Styx!"

Thinking of this, Ksitigarbha immediately bowed to the Styx River.

"Little fellow, instead of purifying those wandering souls at the edge of the Blood Sea, why are you here to see your ancestor?"

Ksitigarbha caused such a commotion outside the Blood Sea that he knew he couldn't hide it from the Styx River.

Therefore, he was not surprised that Styx told him everything he had done.

What puzzled him was that Styx did not intervene to attack him.

You should know that you not only possess several spiritual treasures, but also have so much merit from the Heavenly Dao.

Even though Styx was a quasi-saint, he was still tempted enough.

Ksitigarbha was unaware that Styx originally intended to attack him, but was stopped by his two protective masters.

Styx naturally wouldn't explain to him, since it would be extremely embarrassing for him as well.

Ksitigarbha couldn't figure out the reason, so he immediately put the question out of his mind, assuming that Styx had simply taken a sudden act of kindness.

"I've come here today to make a deal with you, senior!"

Ksitigarbha didn't mince words and directly revealed his purpose for coming here.

"A deal?" Styx scoffed suddenly. "With you, or with Mount Sumeru behind you?"

"Senior, is there a difference?"

Ksitigarbha gazed intently at the River Styx, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

Upon hearing this, Styx pondered to himself that there was indeed no difference.

Even if Ksitigarbha said it was just him personally, wouldn't he care about the two paths of Mount Sumeru behind him?

So he immediately replied, "In that case, tell me, what deal do you have to discuss with me? If you can't give a clear explanation, then you'd better think about how to explain it to me!"

Styx spoke to Ksitigarbha with a hint of threat in his voice.

"Senior, would you like Heavenly Merit?"

Ksitigarbha's words are always a winning combination.

Upon hearing this, Styx abruptly stood up from his chair and asked, "What, are you willing to give me the merits you've gained?"

Seeing this, Ksitigarbha realized that Styx had misunderstood and quickly explained, "The merits I have accumulated have been completely used up; there is no left to spare."

"Then how dare you deceive me with your claims of Heavenly Merit? Do you perhaps find the Ancestor's sword ineffective?"

Upon hearing Ksitigarbha's explanation, Styx was immediately enraged. He drew his sword, pointed it at Ksitigarbha, and shouted, "Give me an explanation, Ancestor! Otherwise, even with those two protecting you, I will let you taste the Ancestor's methods!"

"Senior, please don't be angry. This junior only knows a little about the methods to obtain Heavenly Merit!"