Chapter 932: Boundless Sea of ​​Blood - Styx!

At the same time, the last foundation of the Daqian Dynasty, the ancestor who had reached the ultimate realm of half a step into the heavenly realm—Si Cangqiong, quietly appeared above the Qiantian Palace.

He was not tall, but he had an air of looking down on the world. His gray hair fluttered gently in the night wind. He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cast slowly towards the seemingly calm darkness in the distance, and a trace of solemnity flashed across his face.

"Old Styx, long time no see!"

Si Cangqiong's voice was as deep as a bell, piercing through the clouds and echoing throughout the imperial city.

"Come out! I can smell your disgusting bloody smell even across the entire imperial city!"

The corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, but it was a little ironic.

As Si Cangqiong finished his words, a heavy and oppressive atmosphere suddenly enveloped the entire palace. Even the air seemed to become sticky, making it difficult for people to breathe. The sky seemed even darker, with dark clouds and faint rumbling of thunder.

At this moment, an extremely gloomy figure slowly walked out of the void, surrounded by a blood aura that was so thick that it was almost materialized. He wore a specially made iron crown on his head, and the pictographic symbol of the Styx on the crown flashed a faint cold light. Every step he took left a bloody mark in the void.

The leader of the Blood Sea Demon Cult, the legend in the demon world - the Ancestor of the Styx!

At this moment, the old man of the Styx was wearing a dark red robe. The blood ripples and Asura totem on the robe looked even more hideous against the backdrop of blood. The bloody aura emanating from his body could make people feel palpitations even if they were far away.

The ancestor of the Styx slowly walked out of the shadows, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heart. The appearance of this giant of the magic way made everyone on the Daqian side change their faces.

At this time, there were many old eunuchs in the Heavenly Man Realm who were intercepting the Heavenly Man from various forces in the palace, including the old eunuch in the late Heavenly Man Realm who had confronted Wang Xianzhi before. At this moment, he also had a solemn expression, clenched his hands, and looked up in astonishment at this sudden change.

Si Ruokong, a member of the Daqian royal family who was at the peak of his powers, also felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He stared closely at the Minghe ancestor and unconsciously took a step forward to protect the Daqian Emperor Si Yiqi.

Kong Wenmo and other masters of various schools of thought also restrained their previous composure and prepared themselves for battle. They knew that the real challenge had just begun!
"Si Cangqiong, you old thing, you really have a long life, but we haven't seen each other for so many years, and you are still so arrogant."

"But unfortunately, if you rely on yourself today, you can't save the little emperor's life!"

The voice of the Styx Patriarch was low, as if it came from the underworld, and every word contained endless chill.

"Only me? Humph, you evil demon, you dare to come to my Daqian Dynasty to cause trouble today, then you will stay here!"

Si Cangqiong sneered, a cold light flashed across his face, and he looked directly at the ancestor of the Styx.

"Stay here? Si Cangqiong, you think too highly of yourself."

"Today, I, the Blood Sea Demon Cult, will destroy your Daqian Palace and wake you up!"

Upon hearing this, the old man of the Styx did not get angry but laughed, and his laughter was full of disdain.

Si Cangqiong frowned, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, but then he calmed down. To confront a giant of the demonic world like the Styx Patriarch, it would not work just by relying on anger and impulse.

"Old ghost Minghe, there is no point in saying more. Our Daqian Dynasty will never be slaughtered by others. It is still unknown who will win the battle today!"

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, the surging internal energy in his body began to churn. "Si Cangqiong, your Daqian Dynasty has long been rotten, and today is the end of the world you have been waiting for."

The old man of the Styx also sneered continuously, with blood and energy boiling in his body like a raging sea.

Si Cangqiong said nothing more, but just stared coldly at the old man of the Styx. There was no point in saying more at this moment, only strength could speak.

He slowly raised his right hand, a light flickered between his palms, and a powerful force was gathering.

When the old man of the Styx saw this, he showed no weakness and waved his hands. The power of the sea of ​​blood surged out and transformed into a huge blood dragon, roaring towards Si Cangqiong.

The blood dragon bared its fangs and claws, looking aggressive and ferocious, as if it wanted to devour everything.

Si Cangqiong snorted coldly, and suddenly slapped out with his right hand. A vast force was like a giant dragon emerging from the sea, colliding with the blood dragon of the Styx ancestor in the air.

"Old ghost Minghe, you are acting in a demonic way, harming lives and violating the laws of nature. Today, I will enforce the laws of nature and completely suppress you, the demonic monster!"

Si Cangqiong's body shook, and the aura around him surged, as if there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar, and the heavenly power hidden in his body was ready to move.

At this moment, above the entire Daqian Palace in Qiandu, blood red and sky blue were intertwined, like a painting torn by a violent storm, half of which was the scorching heat of hell, and half of which was the tranquility of the sky, shrouding the entire palace in an unprecedented strange scene.

The blood and energy in the body of the Styx Patriarch surged like a raging wave in the angry sea. When he waved his hands, the power of "The Infinite and Eternal Blood Sea Sutra" was fully demonstrated.

The power of the endless sea of ​​blood turned into a raging torrent, each drop of which contained the terrifying power to devour everything, sweeping towards Si Cangkong. In the sea of ​​blood, the phantom of Asura faintly emerged.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

Si Cangqiong snorted coldly and stood still, as steady as a mountain.

As the "Sky Art" on his body was activated, there seemed to be an invisible force between heaven and earth responding to his call. A sky-blue light overflowed from his body and turned into beams of light that shot straight into the sky. The light contained the will of the ancient heaven and earth, pure and vast, forming a sharp contrast with the blood sea power of the Styx ancestor.

At the same time, the old man of the Styx waved his hands, and the Yuantu Sword and the Abi Sword appeared from the void under his control. The sword light was like a dragon, one for killing and the other for punishment. The two swords combined and slashed towards Si Cangqiong.

The power of "Yuan Tu Abi Sword" was fully demonstrated at this moment. Wherever the tip of the sword pointed, the space was distorted and the power of the underworld overflowed, intending to sever the connection between Si Cangqiong and the heaven and earth in one fell swoop.

However, Si Cangqiong, a member of the Daqian royal family, was no match for him. He clenched his right hand, and countless wind and thunder seemed to respond between heaven and earth, condensing into a huge sword of the sky. The vitality of heaven and earth flowed on the sword, and it collided with the two swords of Yuantu and Abi.

In an instant, the sword flashed like lightning, thunder roared, and the three forces intertwined, erupting with a deafening roar, and the entire palace was shaking.

"Four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons, come out!"

The old man of the Styx let out a low roar, and the blood energy in his body suddenly split into two parts. Every drop of blood turned into a tiny blood god. They were so dense that they covered the sky and the sun, rushing towards Si Cangkong like a blood-colored ocean.

Each Blood God Son contains a trace of the will of the Styx Ancestor, and they can attack or defend, unite or separate, with countless changes, making it impossible to guard against.

(End of this chapter)