Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 275: Nether Blood Sea, The Ancestor of Devil Dao

In the Prehistoric World, apart from the living, there also exist places where the dead reside. This is the Underworld, also known as the Yellow Springs, the Netherworld. Among the most desolate of these places is the Nether Blood Sea.

In the past, the Ghost Blood Sea was formed from the filthy blood within Pangu's body, which was filled with infinite resentment and the terrifying ghostly power of the Underworld. This corrupted everything it touched.

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At this moment in the Prehistoric World, the Nether Blood Sea is even more terrifying. It is a place where the dead Chaos Demon Gods and the vengeful spirits of the apocalypse gather, entwined in even greater and more horrifying resentment.

Even a Saint entering this place may fall to its corruption.

Yet, at this moment, an unexpected visitor enters the Nether Blood Sea: Chaos Demon God Luo Hu.

"Indeed, in a world like this, how could there be no Underworld? The powers of Death and Darkness here are many times more terrifying than in other worlds."

Luo Hu's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he felt the blood in his veins boil. It seemed as though he had encountered a great adventure.

The power of darkness surged from all directions, pouring into his body with reckless abandon.

Had it been any other Chaos Demon God, they would have been consumed by this force long ago, but Luo Hu was different. He easily refined this dark power as his own.

"This is where I shall achieve enlightenment," Luo Hu mused.

He clenched his fists and gazed into the distance. "Those fools actually sought refuge with the Dragon, Phoenix, and Black Tortoise races, believing they could become the protagonists of this world. What a joke."

"The strongest existence in the Prehistoric World should be the Devil. Only the Devil is supreme here. Invisible, devouring everything, it is the destination of death and the end of all things. No one can stop it. The Devil is the true protagonist of the Prehistoric World."

Luo Hu exuded a terrifying aura of Death and Devilish energy, enough to freeze the blood of any who sensed it.

"Wait, I shall give birth to countless Devils, vengeful spirits, and dead souls here. With the power of death, the power of darkness, and the power of Devils, I will sweep across the world and overwhelm countless creatures in the wilderness. I will become the ancestor of the Devil Dao."

Luo Hu's murderous aura intensified. He sat cross-legged in a lotus position, devouring the endless blood sea power and absorbing it as his own.

However, at this moment, a figure from the depths of the Nether Blood Sea watched Luo Hu with fear. This figure held his breath, daring not to reveal his presence.

It was the future Patriarch of the Styx.

At this moment, Styx was too weak. Although he was an Innate creature born from the Nether Blood Sea, with the two innate treasure swords, Yentu and Abi, he was no match for the Chaos Demon God.

To avoid being destroyed by this terrifying force, Styx wisely hid, not daring to make a sound.

Time passed, and millions of years in the Prehistoric World slipped by.

With the arrival of these Chaos Demon Gods, the entire Prehistoric World underwent earth-shattering changes. The five major races, bolstered by the Chaos Demon Gods, saw their strength skyrocket.

These Prehistoric creatures, born with innate gifts, had no idea how to cultivate their power. Their advancements were purely due to the vast resources of the Prehistoric World and their innate talent.

But compared to the Chaos Demon Gods, these creatures were nothing.

They lacked talent, inheritance, and battle experience, and were overwhelmed at every turn. The few Chaos Demon Gods who came to the door immediately defeated the ancestors of the five major races, who were left black-eyed and bruised. They were utterly convinced.

As a result, the Chaos Demon Gods became honored guests of the five major races and even served as their teachers, imparting the cultivation knowledge they possessed.

This new knowledge benefited the ancestors of the five major races as a long-awaited blessing, like dew in a drought.

The process of evolution in the Prehistoric World was greatly accelerated.

It was as if a human from the primordial era had suddenly received the technological inheritance of modern society, causing the historical development to leap forward in an instant.

With the strength of the five major races increasing, their territories expanded, and the presence of the Chaos Demon Gods fueled their rise, tensions between the races grew ever more strained.

Though a great war had not yet erupted, small-scale skirmishes occurred regularly, and the five races found themselves increasingly incompatible with one another.

"It has begun," the Chaos Demon Gods said eagerly. "The five races are now blood enemies, incompatible like fire and water. A great war is imminent."

"Finally, we've waited for this moment," another said. "We've worked so hard to sow discord and stoke the flames. Now, the battle for dominance begins."

"Who wins and who loses will be decided soon. Everyone, be cautious. This is the path to power. A single misstep, and death awaits."

"Indeed, our enemies are not just the other races. The Chaos Demon Gods are watching, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. They have many tricks up their sleeves, so we must be vigilant."

Each Chaos Demon God was filled with excitement. They believed their plans were on the verge of success. Once war broke out between the five major races, they would have a chance to determine the overlord race and become the true protagonists of the world.

At that point, they would be able to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi and ascend to the Saint realm.

But the more critical the moment, the more cautious they must be. If they failed, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, in a cave, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, feeling a great surge of excitement. He sensed the impending catastrophe and the opportunity to acquire the Hongmeng Purple Qi was drawing near.

During this time, he had frequently visited the Prehistoric World, learning about the intelligence of various races, staying hidden in the shadows, and waiting for the right opportunity.

And he had not been idle. He had returned to Chaos City, spent 100 million Chaos Coins, and bought numerous treasures and supernatural powers to increase his own strength.

This wealth had greatly enhanced his abilities.

He was certain that he would claim a wisp of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"It will be me who laughs last. I will be the one to rise. I will be the Devil."

At this moment, Luo Hu appeared. Using secret techniques, he had created countless monsters, secretly infiltrating the five major races. He planted spies everywhere, turning them into puppets.

In fact, he was the mastermind behind the chaos plaguing the five races.

He was calm, waiting for the five races to clash so that he could reap the benefits.

With the power of the Underworld's ghost army, he could sweep across the world and bring it under his control.