In the depths of the sea of blood, the Styx Dao people watched closely at the struggling souls in front of them.

Since recently, there will often be some unjust souls in the sea of blood, and among these unjust souls, there are human races, demon races, and scattered immortals...... There are all kinds of races. They are not why, as if a mysterious force has drawn them here.

The ghosts couldn't help but be overjoyed to see the sea of blood, because the aura emanating from the sea of blood made them feel very kind, which stimulated their inner longing, which was a subconscious longing for their mother's arms.

So, these souls who had been wandering for a long time and whose consciousness had gradually blurred came to the land of the sea of blood in ignorance, and when they saw the sea of blood like relatives, they threw themselves into it without hesitation.

If Styx usually sees these souls, he will feel very impatient, because these unjust souls are too noisy in the sea of blood, but when he sees them today, Styx only feels as if he has found a new direction.

He had a feeling deep in his heart that with these souls, he could create a new race.

Do what you think, and just like that, the people of the Styx River threw themselves into the study of the souls.

I don't know how long it took, but the color of enlightenment in Styx's eyes gradually increased. He sat on top of the Twelve Rank Fire Red Lotus, holding a ball of essence blood in his hand, which was the essence blood that had been tempered in the sea of blood.

He grabbed a soul from nowhere in his hand, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, pointed at the soul, and a blood essence was injected into the soul by him, and then created a new soul with his comprehension of the way of creation, surrounded by the rhyme, under the influence of the way of Styx, the soul seemed to slowly turn into reality from the illusion, condensing the body.

At the same time, with his comprehension of the way of blood killing, Styx also infused a lot of murderous nature into this new soul, so that once he was born, he could keep killing for him!

It took ninety-nine eighty-one days for the River Styx to create its first creature. At the moment when that creature was created, this Netherworld Blood Sea was enveloped by a boundless and endless Dao rhyme, and the sound of the Heavenly Dao shook the sky for thousands of miles!

The sea of blood rolled, the waves roared, the light of creation penetrated the heavens and the earth, and when the first creature created by the River Styx appeared in the desolate world, the heavens felt it, the thunder roared, and above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds rolled upside down, and the boundless merit condensed above the sea of blood.

"Boom ......"

In the depths of the sea of blood, such a big movement, there is such a great condensation of merits, which suddenly alarmed the flood wilderness, and was detected by countless powers, and a large number of master divine thoughts crossed the sky, broke through the earth, and came to the depths of the sea of blood, wanting to find out.

"What the hell is Styx doing? Could it be that he's creating some kind of supernatural power? No......! It's not the Demon Race, it's not the Human Race, it's not the Wu Race, it's not any creature in the wilderness......! Could it be that this Styx Dao people are emulating Nuwa and want to create a new race, which is why they have so many merits?"

"The merit sent from heaven means that this matter is done in accordance with heaven and cannot be stopped, otherwise it will be damned by heaven...... Does Styx want to emulate Nuwa and create a new race to sanctify it?......! It can't be!"

Countless great supernatural powers, after finding out the purpose of the River Styx, their faces changed wildly. If the River Styx is sanctified through this, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Meet the Ancestor! Thank the Ancestor for His kindness!"

The first creature created by the River Styx had an earth-shattering killing intent in his eyes, as if he could kill all the enemies in the world. Only when facing the River Styx, he showed awe.

Styx glanced at him lightly, this creature is not an innate Dao body, and its strength is only about human immortals, but they can cultivate.

Ignoring nothing else, Styx seemed to find its way, and he continued to create creatures.

Slowly, the years passed, and hundreds of years passed. Above the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Dao rhyme is swirling, and the Xuanguang of Creation is shining, penetrating the sky and the earth, becoming more and more grand and ethereal, enveloping the entire sea of blood.

As one creature after another was created, endless merits converged over the sea of blood and condensed into a majestic momentum, making more and more powerful people jealous!

The creatures created by the River Styx are of all shapes, and the faces of the men are extremely hideous and ugly, some have eight arms on their hands, some have wings on their ribs, some wear leather armor, and some have fangs on their mouths...... The woman is beautiful and graceful!

In the end, the higher the cultivation of these creatures, and in the future, they can even be compared to the immortals. These cultivations may be nothing in the desolation, incomparably small, but don't forget, this is a race that Styx has just created, and its potential is extraordinary, and in the future, cultivation can be continuously improved. The most important thing is that they have a murderous nature deep in their souls, and they are extremely good at killing, as if they were born to kill, and they have a fight with the Demon Tribulation of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Demon Venerable.

"This ...... How is this possible? The creatures created by the River Styx are getting stronger and stronger, and there will be another top force after the flood. ”

The great supernatural powers were shocked, in the past, the River Styx was just a lonely person, although the cultivation was strong, there were countless blood god sons, it was nothing, but now there was a race standing behind him, if he established a power, he would be the top force in the wilderness.

"Meet the Ancestor!"

Countless beings knelt down in front of the River Styx, and in the depths of their memories, it was the River Styx who created them, and their blood was derived from the River Styx.

Styx closed his eyes and was silent, as if he was contemplating something, the rhyme of his body flowed, the sea of blood boiled, and after a long time, he opened his eyes, looked at the race created by himself, and said to the one with the highest cultivation:

"From now on, you will be the king of the asuras, and I will give you the name ...... Shakti!"

"Thank you Ancestor for giving me the name, I'm for Emperor Shakti! Roar!" Emperor Shakti bowed respectfully to the River Styx, and then knelt on the ground and looked up to the sky and roared, with a murderous aura on his body!

"The way of heaven is above, the poor way of the river Styx, today created a clan, this clan is warlike and thirsty for killing, named ...... Asura!" Styx ignored the rest, but looked up to the sky and spoke loudly.

"Roar!Asura......Asura

Countless asuras raised their heads to the sky and roared, roaring one after another, making the sky change color and the wind and clouds upside down!

Above the Nine Heavens, countless merits were gathered, and they descended in an instant at this moment, until they fell into the body of the River Styx. Styx stepped on the twelve poinsettia lotus, raised his head to the sky, blood hair fluttered, clothes fluttered, and an invisible power rose up to the sky, spreading to the entire sea of blood.

The momentum of his whole body skyrocketed at this moment, spreading out in the depths of this sea of blood, destroying the sky, his realm was infinitely rising, and in an instant, he broke through the middle stage of the quasi-saint, beheaded his own corpse, became the late stage of the quasi-saint, and finally slowly stopped at the peak of the late stage.

The River Styx did not stop, and continued to raise its head to the sky and shouted:

"I, the Sea of Blood Styx, today with the Sea of Blood as the domain, with the Asura as the crowd, with the Twelve Pintins Red Lotus to suppress the luck, and establish the Netherworld Sect! Asuras, the battle of the sky, the battlefield, the war people, the war immortals, the war Buddha, the war gods, the war demons, the killing of the heavens, the killing of the earth, the killing of the gods, the killing of the immortals, the killing of the Buddha, the killing of the demons, the killing of the saints! Nothing in the heavens and the earth is not killed! Kill! kill! kill! kill ......"