Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 319 - 242 The Asura Clan

Among those observing the Quasi-Saints of the Human Clan, Daoist Ming He was the last Primordial Being to leave.

Daoist Ming He returned to the midst of the Blood Sea, gazing into this seemingly filthy and boundless Blood Sea.

He could feel the endless vitality contained within.

In an instant, the scene of Nuwa Saint preaching in the Chaos echoed in Daoist Ming He’s mind.

Ming He did not reject it but actively immersed himself in it, comprehending the Law of Creation and Transformation.

Daoist Ming He, born from the Blood Sea, wielded the murderous Spiritual Treasures, Yuan slaughter, and Avici; now, he was also comprehending the Law of Creation and Transformation of life. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Gradually, he merged his comprehension of the Law of Creation and Transformation into the Slaughter Law, forming his own understanding of the path of creation.

Suddenly, Ming He opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing through them.

The Karma Fire Red Lotus appeared under his feet, and both the swords, Yuan slaughter and Avici, revolved around him.

Now was the time to emulate the path of Nuwa Saint’s ascension.

However, having no close friends to guard his practice, he could only seek other methods to protect himself.

Then two figures emerged from Daoist Ming He’s body; one ferocious and evil, the very evil corpse of Daoist Ming He.

The other had a somber face, the good corpse of Daoist Ming He.

Born from the Blood Sea, even his good corpse could not exhibit benevolence and compassion.

"Greetings to our original form," both the good and evil corpses of Daoist Ming He said in unison.

At the same time, the swords, Yuan slaughter, and Avici, came before the good and evil corpses of Daoist Ming He.

Without any hesitation, the good corpse grasped Avici while the evil corpse took hold of Yuan slaughter.

"We are, after all, one and the same, no need for courtesy."

"From here on, the duty of guarding me rests with both of you."

Daoist Ming He spoke with a calm demeanor.

Although the Blood Sea is deemed a place of filth by most Primordial Beings, an undesirable place for anyone to come,

Daoist Ming He still needed to be prepared for any eventuality.

Moreover, he was not the only Being in the Blood Sea; there was also the Mosquito Daoist.

The most important thing for Daoist Ming He was to guard against him.

How could he allow others to rest beside his couch?

Daoist Ming He had always considered the Blood Sea to be his Daoist School, a place that should not accommodate the Mosquito Daoist.

Putting himself in his shoes, Daoist Ming He believed the Mosquito Daoist harbored the same sentiment.

"Rest assured, original form, act freely, we will definitely protect you thoroughly," Daoist Ming He’s good corpse said.

"Should any life dare to approach our original form, they will be met with inexorable death," Daoist Ming He’s evil corpse said, his eyes gleaming with cruelty.

Yuan slaughter seemed to sense the surging intent to kill in the evil corpse, the blade trembling, emitting a humming sound.

Avici, resonating with Yuan slaughter’s state, also vibrated continuously in the good corpse’s hand, creating a similar hum.

The two harmoniously echoed each other.

Daoist Ming He looked at his good and evil corpses, guarding him on both sides, and then turned his gaze to the boundless Blood Sea.

He understood that his comprehension of the Law of Creation and Transformation could not compare to that of Nuwa Saint.

Thus, the Blood Sea was his best choice for traveling the path of creation, both as a location and as a material.

After all, he was born from the Blood Sea, naturally close to it.

Daoist Ming He waved his hands, and the Blood Sea began to surge, wave after wave colliding.

Daoist Ming He’s Divine Sense immersed in the Blood Sea, and four hundred-eighty million Blood God’s Sons emerged.

Their hands continuously formed seals, and clusters of bloody light appeared above the Blood Sea.

There were not many blood clusters, just three thousand.

Four hundred-eighty million Blood God’s Sons needed to purify these three thousand blood clusters, removing the impurities within.

Daoist Ming He, on his path of creation, naturally understood the impact of these impure energies on the creation of a race.

The blood clusters’ tainted aura began to slowly fade away, leaving behind pure blood clusters.

These blood clusters were not only extraordinarily pure but also contained a majestic vitality, and even exuded a faint fragrance.

Deep within the Blood Sea, the Mosquito Daoist looked up towards the sky of the Blood Sea.

The commotion stirred up by Daoist Ming He in the Blood Sea was noticeable, and naturally, the Mosquito Daoist also sensed it.

He observed those blood clusters suspended in the air, smelling the unique fragrance coming from each of them.

For him, this was a massive temptation.

He was moved, but his body did not act.

Being able to survive so long in the Blood Sea and amid Daoist Ming He’s murderous intent meant that the Mosquito Daoist had his own set of principles.

He suppressed his desires, remaining hidden deep within the Blood Sea.

At the same time, Daoist Ming He and four hundred-eighty million Blood God’s Sons watched over the three thousand purified blood clusters.

Streams of pure Blood Qi transferred from the Blood Sea into these three thousand blood clusters.

The number three thousand was not randomly chosen by Ming He.

Hong Jun once preached three times, each time lasting three thousand years, and so did Nuwa Saint.

Daoist Ming He and those four hundred-eighty million Blood God’s Sons simultaneously formed seals again, and the three thousand blood clusters began to slowly transform.

Daoist Ming He, referencing the model of the Innate Taoist Body of the Human Clan, was creating his own race.

As time passed, the three thousand blood clusters took on the likeness of the Innate Taoist Body.

However, Daoist Ming He’s understanding of the Law of Creation and Transformation and of the Innate Taoist Body was not as profound as Nuwa’s.

Therefore, the Innate Taoist Bodies he created were merely similar in form to the original.

The Innate Taoist Body entailed aspects of the Pangu God and was not simply a matter of resembling a human form.