Supreme Violent Young Master

The Blood River Styx was a river that surged for tens of thousands of kilometers. But now, in the heart of the Styx Ancestor, an old turtle who had existed since the creation of this chaotic world, Chen Yuyang's words had truly stirred up a wave. He quietly returned to his own cave in the sea of blood. As he looked at the fragrant tea that was stewed by the Demon King Apollo, he couldn't help but begin to think about something.    

    

At this moment, within the sea of blood, the four disciples of the River Styx, the Demon King of the Asura clan, stood the Patriarch of the River Styx. These four people were not only disciples of the River Styx, they were also the first members of the Asura Race. Among them, Devil King Bo Xun was the most powerful, and he was also highly regarded by the River Styx Grandmaster.    

    

Under normal circumstances, the matter of the Asura race, the Styx, was completely under the control of the Demon King Bo Xun, and he himself was happy and at ease. All this while, he had been training as a Blood God's Son in seclusion, and now in the blood sea, the Patriarch of the Styx already had 1.2 trillion Blood God's clones.    

    

But today, under Chen Yuyang's guidance, the calm in Styx's heart for many years was mercilessly broken. The River Styx Grandmaster was a divine ability that could split apart the heavens and earth. Even though he had lived in this desolate world for countless years and had lived enough, he still had to consider his own clansmen and his own disciples.    

    

As if he could see the hesitation and panic in the Patriarch's heart, Bo Xun strode forward and asked carefully, "Patriarch, what exactly happened? Just now, the might of the Blood Sea, which great being could it be? "That power doesn't seem to be from a saint ?" Bo Xun continued to observe the expression on the face of Styx carefully. He did not dare to act arrogantly towards a saint.    

    

He let out a long sigh and said: "Bo Xun, you're right. The person who just arrived is one of the top characters in the Prehistoric Land, he came to tell me a very unpleasant piece of news related to the future of the Asura Race!"    

    

Bo Xun and Apollo's bodies immediately trembled. Their boots trembled and they unconsciously took two steps back, exclaiming: "Ancestor, our Asura clan has no struggles in the world above Prehistoric Land. It shouldn't cause any trouble ?"    

    

It was merely Bohun and Apollo's own wishful thinking, or rather a perfunctory excuse. Seeing how the expression of the Patriarch of the Styx became increasingly dark, how could they not have noticed? This was definitely an unpleasant piece of news. After all, if it was something that even the Patriarch of the River Styx found difficult, then it would be a very difficult matter.    

    

He smiled bitterly as he listened attentively to the sudden rise in the sea of blood. He said helplessly: "Bo Xun, you have not shed blood for a long time, everything that has happened on the Prehistoric Land has been imagined too beautifully. Everyone says that my Blood Sea Asura race is the devil's embodiment, but that's not the case. You must know that in terms of Prehistoric Land, my Shura clan is more cunning than us, who have been lustful every day. "    

    

"Ancestor, what happened?" Bo Xun asked anxiously. It was as if his heart was hanging in the air, something he would never be able to let go of. After all, as the first batch of Asuras, they had feelings for their own people, their own friends, and their own friends.    

    

However, Styx did not say anything. He just gently waved his hand and said, "Don't ask anything, don't ask anything. Bo Xun, gather the four Demon Kings and my Asura Demon Soldiers. Prepare to accept the greatest and cruelest battle ever! This ancestor is going out for a trip, you don't have to follow me! "    

    

In the six cycles of reincarnation, the empress was still wearing her plain long skirt. She looked so holy and holy that she did not seem like a human being. He suddenly opened his pair of clear eyes and muttered to himself, "A storm is brewing, a storm is brewing!"    

    

However, this did not mean that the people of the rear earth did not know what was going on in the Prehistoric Land. They were allowed to leave the Celestial Sect of Wonders, create Buddhism, and fight against the Eastern Mysterious Gate and the Daoist Sect of the Celestial Sect of Wonders. On the Qingyang Island Island, Little Tian Tian had gotten married, and all of this had never left his line of sight.    

    

After the battle of the Lich, the only person left from the 12 Ancestral Mages was the Earth. At this moment, the Earth became dispirited and didn't want to bother with the matters of the mortal world anymore and could only wholeheartedly put all of its efforts into the Six Paths of Samsara. Try your best to ascribe this primitive struggle to a kind of fairness and fairness.    

    

However, today, the emotions in the rear earth fluctuated abnormally, as if they hadn't appeared for a very long time. It was as if their emotions were a sea of blood that was constantly boiling, causing one to not know how to react.    

    

At this moment, a powerful voice suddenly came from outside the palace in the rear earth, "Fellow cultivator from the rear earth, the Styx requests an audience!"    

    

He did not say much, but his voice was sonorous and forceful. With Styx's cultivation, he could be considered the strongest person under the Saint realm in Prehistoric Land. The River Styx's visit made the soil in the rear feel even more nervous. The legs that were crossed immediately drooped, diagonally resting on his bed. There was a trace of surprise and astonishment in his eyes.    

    

Although the Styx had been neighbors with the Land of Earth for many years, the Blood Sea did not have any contact with the Six Paths of Dao. The River Styx would not take the initiative to visit him. Now that the River Styx had appeared so suddenly, it made the sense of unease in the rear earth even more intense. After all, even though it had disturbed the Heavenly Secrets, the sixth sense of a saint was still very strong.    

    

With a wave of his sleeve, a pair of agile eyes gradually narrowed behind him. The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, but stopped right at the door. The voice of Senior Magus Xiangliu was heard, "Empress, beyond the six paths, the Patriarch of the Styx requests an audience!"    

    

With a creaking sound, the door opened. Dressed in plain clothes, a graceful and limpid figure walked out from the door, startling Xiang Liu. But in front of the back door, he did not dare to be impolite, and maintained his respectful appearance. Three thousand black strands of hair fell down, fluttering in the wind. The earth behind her still had her calm and uncomprehending starry eyes as she nodded and said, "Patriarch Styx, please come in!"    

    

Xiangliu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Empress, our Six Daos aren't friends with the Blood Sea. Would it be possible for Patriarch Styx to suddenly visit us?"    

    

After all, they had lost all their Witch Clan after the Lich War, and had not been able to recover their vitality for countless of years. In such a good time, Xiang Liu did not want to be disturbed, or even be interrupted by others. Actually, Xiang Liu still had the plan of counterattacking the prehistoric land in his mind. This was also the thoughts of everyone in the Witch Clan other than the ones in the rear.    

    

He waved his hand and said casually, "Let him in. Recently, I have been having this bad feeling that something big is about to happen. The Styx should also be able to sense that something like this must be related to the six seas of blood. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so nervous! "    

    

"But ?" Xiangliu still asked somewhat worriedly.    

    

Go on!" Bring him in and see if I feel right. When the time comes, I'll need to borrow the power of the Blood Sea from the Six Paths of Reincarnation!    

    

"Yes sir!" Xiang Liu respectfully bowed before slowly walking out. Watching the departing figure of Xiang Liu, the eyes of the Earth Star behind him narrowed slightly as he said indifferently, "What will come will come, and will always come." "I just hope that he comes a little later ?" As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of gentleness suddenly blossomed in the eyes of the Earth Monarch. He stared at the North Sea and said, "Daoist Azure Sun, this Six Paths of Samsara were bestowed to me by you. I won't let anyone covet it!" After saying that, the earth behind him coldly snorted.    

    

Not long after, in the eerie Six Paths of Samsara, the figure of Styx appeared where the ghost aura was rampant, carrying a trace of anxiety. Looking at the gradually approaching figure of the Styx, the soil behind hurriedly went up to greet it. Although the Great Earth was a saint and a sovereign, he still treated his neighbor with respect.    

    

The river Styx did not dare to be impudent. Even though the other party was a woman, she was still a saint after all. It hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "River Styx greets the Earth Saint or the Empress' longevity!"    

    

The Earth Queen waved her hand and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Styx, you and I have been neighbors for more than a day or two. Fellow Daoist, you don't have to come to my place!"    

    

River Styx hurriedly explained, "River Styx had wanted to visit for a long time, but as the clan has been busy lately with internal matters and the Blood God's Child cultivation, I was negligent for a moment. I hope that the Empress does not take offense to this matter!"    

    

"Fellow Daoist Styx, there's no need to say such words. I've lived here alone for countless years. If Fellow Daoist is here today, I might as well celebrate. Why would I blame you!" With that, he waved his hand and said, "Come, Fellow Daoist Styx, please take a seat! I am in the Nine Hells of Hell here, and I have nothing that I can take out. I hope that Fellow Daoist can take a look at my Jade Descends Yellow Springs. How about it? "    

    

As he spoke, he lifted up the stone table with steam rising from it. The fragrance permeated the air, but it carried a strange aroma. He gestured to the side with a gesture. Although the Styx was restrained, it was impolite. Drops of tea instantly melted into a bit of fragrance that entered his throat. However, after it entered his throat, it became extremely strange, causing chills to run through his heart. He couldn't help but want to taste it again.    

    

He felt a sense of nostalgia.    

    

He silently looked at the tea in his hand and could not help but dip a drop in between his fingers. He then asked with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Styx, how do you feel?"