The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 127 - 127 73 Netherworld River Opportunity

127: Chapter 73 Netherworld River Opportunity 127: Chapter 73 Netherworld River Opportunity Netherworld River pinched a Seal Technique, and suddenly a doorway split open from the middle of the Covered Bowl.

Netherworld River stretched out his hand and said, “Fellow Daoist, please!”

Li Qingming cupped his fists and without hesitation, stepped inside.

However, after only a few steps, a blood-red grand hall—constructed almost entirely of Blood Jade—abruptly appeared before Li Qingming.

Rather than calling it a grand hall, it seemed more like an ancient city, showing only its grand gate.

This Blood Jade was already recognized as one of the toughest materials in Primordial; using it to make the grand hall, naturally, it was indestructible!

Furthermore, the Dao Patterns carved on it emitted a faint Red Light, adding to the palace’s mystery.

The firmly shut palace doors seemed cut off from the world, like a fierce Primordial beast ready to choose its prey at any moment!

Netherworld River stepped forward a few paces and took out a blood-red wooden tablet, tossing it lightly towards the palace gate.

On the originally empty palace gate, a plaque appeared suddenly, bearing five glittering Tao Runes that read: “Red Blood Netherworld Palace!”

As the two entered the palace, Netherworld River pointed at the bare grand hall and slightly apologetically said to Li Qingming, “I hope Fellow Daoist does not mind.

This palace has not seen visitors for a long time, and since I dislike noise, there are no servants or any Spirit Fruit refreshments to offer.

Please forgive me!”

Li Qingming looked around the empty grand hall and laughed, “Fellow Daoist’s place indeed has a touch of Taoist Ancestor Hong Jun’s style!

Hahaha…”

After Li Qingming spoke, he pulled out two long benches from his storage space, piled high with Spirit Fruits and homemade strong liquor.

He casually grabbed a Ten-thousand-year-old Zhu Fruit and said, “Now this looks right!”

Netherworld River watched Li Qingming in astonishment, and after a long moment, he shook his head helplessly, “Fellow Daoist, you’re truly well-prepared!”

Li Qingming chuckled and without a word, just lowered his head to taste the Spirit Fruits and liquor, not bringing up their previous conversation,

Netherworld River looked helplessly at Li Qingming feasting and drinking and couldn’t resist asking, “Fellow Daoist, for what purpose have you come here?”

Li Qingming swallowed what was in his mouth and asked, “I wonder, what are your views regarding the methods of several Saints achieving sainthood?”

Netherworld River was visibly startled and after deep thought, said, “Lady Nuwa diligently pursued the Creation Skill, allowing the emergence of the Human Race to achieve sainthood, following the path of Merit; as for the cultivation of the Three Pure Ones, I honestly do not know.

They might be in the Late Sub-Saint stage or at the Sub-Saint Peak.

Plus, since they are incarnations of the spirit of Pan Gu God who performed the great merit of creating the heavens, I guess the Three should be following the path of Cutting Three Corpses; as for those two from the Western region, let’s not mention them!”

Li Qingming slightly shook his head, “Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken!

Those two from the Western region, although shameless, I truly admire their boldness in extracting the merits of the Heavenly Dao!”

“Extracting?” Netherworld River took a sip from the wine jug and asked, “What do you mean?”

Li Qingming explained, “They didn’t exert any effort, merely moving their lips, making great vows that one can’t tell when they will fulfill, which caused the Heavenly Dao to bestow plentiful merits.

Isn’t that extracting?”

Netherworld River fell silent; he had never considered this.

Unenlightened remains mere ants, it doesn’t matter how it is done, achieving sainthood is their skill!

Who can blame him if he’s neither favored by his grandmother nor loved by his uncle?

Li Qingming observed Netherworld River suddenly becoming somewhat indifferent and spoke out, “Fellow Daoist, do you know that this Netherworld Blood Sea is a treasured land?”

Netherworld River, emerging from his previous brooding mood, managed a bitter smile, “Fellow Daoist, do not speak nonsense!

This Netherworld Blood Sea, although rich in Spiritual Energy, is only really suitable for my own cultivation.

Anyone else coming in contact with it is either killed or injured.

How can it be called a treasured land?”

Li Qingming smiled abruptly, without a word.

He took out the Qiankun Map and continuously pinched the Seal Techniques, then suddenly threw the Qiankun Map forward.

The map unfolded smoothly, and the originally clear lake surface adorned with landscapes and animals suddenly blurred.

Gradually, the appearance of the Netherworld Blood Sea emerged.

“This, what are you implying, Fellow Daoist?” Netherworld River asked surprisedly as he looked at the scene before him.

Li Qingming waved his hand, channeling the Power of Primordial Spirit directly into the depicted Netherworld Blood Sea.

The scene shifted again, revealing a small basin entirely enveloped in blazing red flames, appearing before the two of them.

The entire basin seemed completely isolated from space, with the rising plumes of red smoke continuously bursting from the base of the basin, dyeing the whole area in a deep red color.

“This, what is this place?

How come I have never been here!” Netherworld River exclaimed in shock as he looked at the image in the Qiankun Map.

If it weren’t for his deep familiarity with his own Netherworld Blood Sea, it would be hard for him to believe this was it.

Li Qingming chuckled and said, “Fellow Daoist, do not hurry; since this here is the Netherworld Blood Sea, it’s not too late to visit later!”

“Whoosh!”

The entire scene suddenly became blurry, as if some force was interfering.

When it cleared up again, the Netherworld River immediately burst into fury.

A peculiar creature, about the size of three meters, appeared in the image, its mouth resembling a long suction tube, and with three pairs of blood-red wings on its back.

It bizarrely sat cross-legged, continuously swallowing the seawater of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

As time passed, the creature’s body seemed to swell slightly.

The surrounding water of the Blood Sea seemed to become clearer.

In a rage, Netherworld River howled furiously, “What is this thing?

Why is it in my Netherworld Blood Sea?”

Li Qingming put away the Qiankun Map, chuckling, “Haha, Fellow Daoist, didn’t you say that this place isn’t a treasure ground?

Which of these two things isn’t a rarity?

Besides, that creature devouring your Blood Sea water is an Innate Being, the ‘Six-winged Demon Mosquito!’ Naturally gifted with a sharp mouth!

See that long mouthpiece?

It is indestructible and can consume anything!

Even if the Twelve Ancestor Witches encounter it, without careful protection, they could get a hole bitten into them!”

Netherworld River was almost crying out of anxiety, “Fellow Daoist, you know as well!

This Netherworld Blood Sea is my lifeline.

If that bizarre creature sucks up the Netherworld Blood Sea dry, wouldn’t I be sitting and waiting for extinction?”

Li Qingming laughed heartily, “Fellow Daoist, don’t be anxious, let’s go and kill this beast right away!”

Having said that, Li Qingming released his abnormal Primordial Spirit and quickly scanned the entire Netherworld Blood Sea, saying, “Found it!” He grabbed Netherworld River’s arm, and the two of them went straight towards the northernmost part of the Blood Sea.

Watching the Six-winged Demon Mosquito frantically inhaling and exhaling the water of the Blood Sea below, Netherworld River’s eyes turned red, and he cursed, “How audacious!”

After he spoke, he manifested the Yuan Tu Divine Sword in his hand and stabbed it forward.

“Pfft!”

The mosquito, being only a True Immortal Early Stage, could not withstand Netherworld River’s resentful strike.

Accompanied by a crisp clang of metal, the mosquito was neatly split in half.

Netherworld River continued to slash the mosquito’s body, seemingly venting all his frustration.

“Buzz!”

Before he could strike a third time, the already corpse-like Six-winged Demon Mosquito suddenly split into thousands of small Six-winged Demons that violently rushed towards the sky above the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Li Qingming had anticipated the mosquito’s capabilities and had set up the Leaving Fire Array around the area early on.

A barrier emitting a faint glow firmly blocked all directions.

Although the Six-winged Demon Mosquito’s mouthpiece was said to be indestructible, it couldn’t break through Array-like magical defenses and attacks.

Thus, the Six-winged Demon Mosquitoes were doomed!

Thousands of tiny Six-winged Demon Mosquitoes, with their wings fully extended, crazily collided against the Array’s light barrier.

Each time they were bounced back, a few would be scorched by the flames on the barrier and turned to ash.

“Buzz!”

A swarm of black mosquitoes glowing with blood radiance circled within the light, their chilly eyes flickering with a bloodthirsty gleam.

Faced with his first defeat, Netherworld River, looking at the buzzing, chaotic flight of mosquitoes, had a flush face with eyes almost seeming to ignite.

“Boom!”

A bundle of scorching Blood Radiance suddenly surged from Netherworld River’s hand, and amid the endless blood light, a more dazzling and intense glow burst forth, a cluster of bizarre flames frantically leaping in the void.

Netherworld River gently waved the flame in his hand forward, and the blood-colored flame drew a long arc in the void, carrying a heat seeming to sear the soul, lunging towards the Six-winged Demon Mosquito!

“Sizzle!”

Quickly, all the demon mosquitoes in the sky fell from mid-air, but eerily, it seemed that every mosquito’s body hadn’t yet evolved fully, only their souls being scorched by the flames.

The flames didn’t extinguish, but continued to scorch the tiny corpses of the mosquitoes on the ground.

The mosquito corpses began to slowly converge towards the center, eventually forming a giant mosquito about one meter long.

However, this mosquito, despite its fierce shell, had now become a dead object!

Li Qingming did not pay attention to the Six-winged Mosquitoes on the ground, but furrowed his brows and stared intently at the blood-red flames, murmuring softly, “Blood Slaughter Karma Fire!”