In one day, the Sanqing was sanctified first, followed by the Western Zhun Ti and the way of achieving sainthood.

For a while, the hearts of many great powers in the flood wilderness surged, and they began to retreat and comprehend the Dao, wanting to see how they could get out of the path of a saint.

In the past, the Hongjun sage in the Zixiao Palace said that there were nine holy positions between heaven and earth, and there were six immortal daos, and now the immortal dao is not counted as Hongjun who has been in line with the heavenly dao, and there are a total of five saints, as for Nuwa, who was sanctified by the divine way, it was ignored by everyone, and some people who were invested in the immortal path also tried their best to pursue the last immortal dao holy position.

At this time, in the netherworld blood sea, the river Styx is also thinking about the path of sanctification, as the innate god of the sea of blood, he did not plunge into the immortal path like the great power of the flood wilderness, if there is no Nuwa sanctified with the divine way, maybe his heart will be shaken, but after Nuwa sanctified, after opening up a sanctification precedent for the divine way, the innate gods of the flood wilderness, including him, have awakened to the fact that the divine way may not be able to achieve the way of the saint.

At this time, the sea of blood is closed because of the Netherworld, but there are many incomplete souls attracted to this land of the sea of blood, especially after the birth of the human race, the innate life span of the human race is much shorter than that of other races in the wilderness, and there are a lot more remnant souls between heaven and earth, but these souls are chaotic, without any wisdom at all, wandering between heaven and earth all day long, and gradually coming to the land of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Netherworld Blood Sea is the most yin and filthy place, except for the River Styx, but there are no other living beings, and even these remnant souls, after entering the sea of blood, are polluted by the filthy qi in it and sink into the sea of blood.

As the souls in the sea of blood gathered more and more, the Styx, who was at the core of the sea of blood, discovered the changes in the sea of blood, woke up from enlightenment, and looked at the many remnant souls floating on the sea of blood.

One day, when he saw the soul of the human race mixed in it, his heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but have an idea in his mind, since Nuwa can create a human race into a saint, it is better to imitate her and create a kind of creature based on the remnant soul of the sea of blood!

All the monks in the flood wilderness thought that Nuwa had become holy with merit, and the River Styx was naturally no exception.

Thinking of this, Styx's heart was on fire, and with a wave of his hand he waved his hand to detain a soul, and he wanted to learn from Nuwa to create a race, although Styx did not understand the way of creation, and there was no Nine Heavens Rest Soil as the root, but he was a blood sea god, and he found an excellent way to find a unique way.

I saw that the River Styx attracted the water of the sea of blood, wrapped the remnant soul, and began to form a body in the appearance of the human race.

When the body was formed, the River Styx suddenly moved towards that body, and a blood light submerged into it, saying: "The soul is the base, the sea of blood is the guide, now!"

I saw that the body suddenly opened its eyes, its eyes shone with a blood-red luster, and a strong bloody aura rose from the surface of its body. Then he roared to the sky, and turned into a strange form with a hideous face, with three heads and six arms, extremely ugly, and no longer the human body conceived by Styx.

Seeing this, Styx frowned, and once again channeled the water and remnant souls of the Dao Blood Sea with both hands, and began to shape them, but each time there was a mutation, and it was no longer the body of the human race.

In a short time, tens of thousands of creatures have appeared in the sky of the entire sea of blood, among these creatures, the man is extremely ugly, extremely vicious, and full of bloody aura, while the woman among them is slim, graceful, and beautiful, with a charming and moving light in her eyes.

As soon as these creatures appeared, they bowed down towards the River Styx. Unlike the human race created by Nuwa, the lowest aura is stronger than the human race, and the highest cultivation among them has the cultivation of the true god.

Styx looked at the creatures in front of him that he had created with the sea of blood, and suddenly shouted to the sky,

"I am the Styx River of the Sea of Blood, and I feel that the Sea of Blood has no life, and I have created a whole living being, and my name is Asura!"

As soon as the words fell, in the void, suddenly the golden light flashed, and the Xuanhuang Qi of Dao merit fell from the sky, submerged into the body of the Styx, and the Styx Dao was also constantly improving, and in a matter of moments, it had broken through the Da Luo Golden Immortal.

"It's a pity!" Feeling the cultivation in his body, Styx's eyes showed a hint of regret.

Then he turned his head to look at the group of Asura people kneeling below, their hearts moved, and they suddenly jumped into the sky above the sea of blood, only to see two fierce swords flying out of the body of the River Styx, exuding a monstrous killing aura that swept across the entire Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Shura below felt this rich and extremely killing aura, and they fell to the ground one after another, their bodies trembling, and they didn't dare to move at all.

A violent wind swept up on the surface of the sea of blood, stirring up countless huge waves, which in turn converged in a circular shape towards the foot of the River Styx, which was in the air.

Countless huge waves rushed into the sky, and then slapped back to the surface of the sea of blood, causing a huge sound that shook the sky, and the waves were monstrous!

I saw a sudden flash of red light at the foot of the River Styx, revealing a blood-red twelve-rank lotus.

Then Styx looked around at the group of asuras he had created with his own hands below, and looked up to the sky and declared,

"Today, the Blood Sea Styx is based on the Asura people of the Blood Sea, and I have written down the way of killing, and those who do not respect the Blood Sea will be killed! Those who harm the flood will be killed!

The voice was rolling, the killing aura rose to the sky, and the great supernatural people in the flood wilderness all showed surprise on their faces, looking at the direction of the sea of blood,

Styx first created the Asura Clan, and then established the Asura Sect to kill the Asura, didn't he want to use this to become holy?

Thinking of this, the eyes of all the immortals and gods were cast on the sea of blood, only to see another piece of merit and Xuanhuang qi converging over the sea of blood and landing.

Twice the merit descended from the heavens, and just when the great powers thought that the Styx was about to be sanctified with the help of merit, the waves on the sea of blood suddenly surged, and then the killing qi in the sky suddenly dispersed.

The faces of all the great powers changed suddenly, and after waiting for a long time, they did not see the vision of the sanctification of the River Styx.

"Failed?" a thought suddenly rose in the minds of many people. Immediately after that, there was a tension in my heart, no one knew what had changed on the sea of blood, the merit of creating Shura and Lijiao twice fell from the sky, and the merit of the sky was even closer to the merit of the Sanqing Lijiao, but I didn't see the Styx sanctification.

This made many great powers feel sad in their hearts, and the ideas that originally emerged were pushed back, whether it was the creation of a race or the establishment of a religion, there were people who were sanctified, they thought that as long as they could obtain merit, they could be sanctified, but they did not expect that now the changes in the River Styx hit everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt from the sky.

The six saints in the flood desolation also noticed the changes on the sea of blood, whether they were calm, disdainful, or confused, and their expressions were different.