Netherworld Sea of Blood.
In the great hall at the bottom of the ocean.
A mysterious and mysterious aura kept coming from the main hall.
Then it quickly disappeared.
"Fail, fail, fail!"
"Why do you keep failing!"
"It's obviously almost successful!"
"But it keeps failing at the most critical step!"
Ancestor Styx was sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, with four groups of light suspended around him.
It was Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, Three Light Divine Water, Netherworld Blood Water, and a powerful ghost.
Ancestor Styx was full of frustration. He kept thinking about the way Nuwa created the human race, trying to find inspiration from it.
He understood that in order to successfully create a new race, he must have his own unique method.
After many failed attempts, Ancestor Styx began to reflect on his own methods.
He found that he had been focusing on the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, the Three Lights Divine Water and the Netherworld Blood Water, while neglecting a key element - the soul.
So he decided to introduce a powerful ghost.
Mainly made of ghosts, supplemented by three other materials.
The Ancestor of the Styx River restarted the experiment. He carefully combined the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, Three Light Divine Water and Netherworld Blood Water with powerful ghosts.
He felt an unprecedented surge of power, and a mysterious aura filled the hall.
"Pfft!"
As a dull voice sounded.
This also means.
This time the experiment did not go as smoothly as he expected and failed again.
Despite the participation of ghosts, the Styx Ancestor was still unable to perfectly blend the various elements together.
The energy fluctuations in the hall sometimes strengthened and sometimes weakened, as if they could not find a balance point.
Ancestor Styx became more and more frustrated. He kept experimenting, trying to adjust the proportion and order of various factors.
Each failure made him feel more frustrated, but he did not give up because he firmly believed that he was close to the edge of success.
that's all.
Time passes minute by minute.
After countless attempts and adjustments.
As familiar dull sounds continued to echo through the hall...
“Buzz!!!”
Finally one day, a different voice came from it!
What followed was a different kind of vitality!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"That's it! I understand! I understand!"
"It turns out that this is the only way to make them fit together perfectly!"
"Wonderful! Wonderful! I can finally create the Asura clan!"
Lonely Qiubai outside the hall couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard the sound.
Because the laughter of Patriarch Styx was full of excitement and sense of accomplishment.
This can only explain one problem.
That means he succeeded!
This made Lonely Qiufei feel a little surprised.
In fact, he has no idea how to create the Asura clan.
Although he is also a human race, he also has memories created by Nuwa.
But after all, I don’t know the process.
In his previous life, he had also read the description of the birth of the Asura clan in novels.
But to be honest, there is a big difference between the novel and reality!
Just like he has seen a sow giving birth, it does not mean that he can give birth to a sow.
So this time he asked Styx to create people behind closed doors, just to treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
I'm thinking if it doesn't work after a while.
Let Styx bring the sea of blood into the underworld first, and let him study it in the underworld.
did not think of.
Styx is so powerful and was researched so quickly.
"Six!"
"If this brother is in Blue Star, he must be the top researcher?"
Lonely Qiubai muttered, with a smile on his face.
This way.
Just right!
With one, can the others be far behind?
Just wait for the Asura clan to come out.
A sea of blood can enter the underworld.
It happened that he learned from the soul message from Xuanyuan that the preliminary construction of the underworld was completed!
There are also ten kings of hell.
As long as the Blood Sea and the Asura clan enter the underworld, the underworld will start running immediately! !
Think of this.
Lonely Qiufei continued to guard outside the Blood Crystal Palace patiently.
Eagerly waiting for the good news from Patriarch Styx.
Like an old woman...
....
And at this time.
In the main hall.
Ancestor Styx's face was full of excitement and joy.
He looked at the ugly man in front of him who was pale and exuding a cold aura. Not only was he not tired of it, he actually liked him very much.
With a wave of his right hand, the ugly man emitted a powerful energy that poured into Styx's body.
Resonate with it.
Styx felt the structure of the new race he had created.
He opened his eyes, his eyes full of excitement and expectation: "I see, it's so simple!"
"Then I'll just follow your structure and continue to reproduce it!"
After Styx finished speaking, he got busy again without any delay.
"Buzz!!~"
"Buzz!!~"
"Buzz!!~"
"Buzz!!~"
"..."
This time.
He never failed again.
As materials continue to be consumed.
Following a series of buzzing sounds.
Creatures of the Asura clan continued to appear in the hall.
soon.
The hall began to be filled with a lot of vitality...
....
Half a month later.
The River Styx finally stopped.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to keep creating.
But he discovered with embarrassment that all the Three Lights Divine Water and Nine Heavens Breathing Earth that Gu Guqiu lost to had been consumed by him!
In front of him, stood a group of unique creatures, filling the entire hall.
Just take a look.
There are thousands of them!
They possess great powers and unique qualities.
The men are all extremely ugly and physically strong.
The women are all beautiful and charming, with curvy front and back.
It is conceivable that Styx did this on purpose.
These are also the Asura clan created by the ancestor of Styx.
"Success!!"
"I finally made it!!!"
Ancestor Styx was ecstatic.
Ten thousand!
enough!
There were only 10,000 innate humans created by Nuwa in the past!
In this way, there is no need to be embarrassed and ask for the Three Lights Divine Water and Nine Heavens Breathing Earth again!
Think of this.
He stood up suddenly, his face full of pride.
Ten thousand!
These ten thousand Asuras will become his source of strength in the future, bringing endless worship and faith to his Asura Religion.
Ancestor Styx knew that his efforts were not in vain, he created a great race for himself!
He will become the second person after Nuwa to create a powerful race!
Heaven will grant him the power of merit! ! !
I just don’t know how much merit and virtue God will bestow on him?
When Nuwa created the human race, he remembered that Nuwa became a saint directly through merit.
What about him?
Moreover, he had previously promised to seek defeat alone, and half of his meritorious deeds would be given to him.
In order to repay his kindness for giving me the Three Lights Divine Water, Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and a few words of advice.
It seems.
Even if the power of his merits is the same as that of Nuwa, he can only get half of the merits of becoming a saint.
But it's okay.
He also has a sea of blood!
Once the blood sea is included in the underworld, he can also gain the power of merit.
Thus.
He will be sanctified! ! !
Think of this.
Styx was extremely excited and waved his right hand.
Sets of bloody red clothes appeared on the bodies of the ten thousand Asura clan.
Also at this time.
Every Asura clan who had been sleeping before opened their eyes.
First glance.
They were confused and confused at first.
Second glance.
They suddenly realized...
Finally, everyone looked towards the Styx with grateful expressions on their faces...
"We meet the Holy Father!!"
“Thank God the Father for the grace of creation!!!”
I saw all these 10,000 Asuras kneeling down and bowing to the Ancestor Styx in the center with one voice...
The sound was loud and shook the void.
The faces of the Asura clan are extremely pious, as if they are worshiping the most noble existence in their minds, full of respect and awe!
"Okay, hahaha, very good, very good!" Ancestor Styx laughed, seemingly very happy.
Amidst the worship of tens of thousands of Asuras, Patriarch Styx was ecstatic.
But there are too many names.
A leader is needed to lead the team.
Therefore, he decided to give names to the four most powerful members of the Asura clan and also named them the Four Asura Generals.
Ancestor Styx's eyes swept across the tens of thousands of Asuras, and finally locked onto the four most outstanding individuals.
They are shaped by the four most powerful souls among thousands of ghosts.
Possessing unparalleled power and potential, he is destined to become the backbone of the Asura clan.
"From now on, you will be named Indra, one of the four generals, responsible for the 2,500 clan members." Ancestor Minghe announced loudly that he gave this name to a tall and imposing member of the Asura clan.
Indra means a symbol of strength, symbolizing the unparalleled strength and fighting instinct of the Asura family.
"Indra thanks the Holy Father!!!"
Indra was extremely excited, his face full of joy, and he knelt down and worshiped the ancestor of Styx.
"Your name will be Vishnu from now on, and you will also be one of the four generals, responsible for 2,500 people."
Then, Ancestor Styx turned his attention to a slender member of the Asura clan.
He gave this agile member the name Vishnu, which symbolizes the cunning and agility of the Asura clan.
"Thank you Holy Father for giving me your name!"
Vishnu also hurriedly knelt down after hearing this and said with the same excitement.
"Your name is Rutoro, and you are also a fourth general."
Ancestor Styx once again turned his attention to a majestic member of the Asura clan.
He gave this extremely ferocious member the name Rutoro, which symbolizes the endless fighting spirit and wildness of the Asura clan.
Without any hesitation, Rutoro knelt directly beside the first two Asura generals and shouted: "Rutoro thanks the Holy Father."
"Ghost Mother!" Finally, Ancestor Styx's eyes rested on a enchanting, mysterious and strange beauty from the Asura tribe: "You will be called Ghost Mother, the last general."
She is also the only woman among the four generals.
He gave this woman who exuded a charming aura the name Ghost Mother, implying her mysterious power and elusive wisdom.
The Ghost Mother was overjoyed when she heard this. She knelt down and worshiped with infinite charm in her voice: "Ghost Mother thanks the Holy Father~"
The four names of Indra, Vishnu, Rutora and Ghost Mother resounded throughout the hall.
They have become the backbone of the Asura clan and have been named the Four Asura Generals. They will also represent the glory of the Asura clan.
"We meet the four generals!"
Ten thousand other members of the Asura clan also knelt down to congratulate him, not daring to show any signs of neglect or dissatisfaction.
"We will again worship the Holy Father for his grace of creation!"
Immediately.
Under the leadership of four generals.
Thousands of Asuras knelt down again and shouted in unison, expressing their respect and gratitude to the Styx Ancestor for this creator.
"Good! Great good!"
Ancestor Styx looked at them with relief, knowing that his efforts were not in vain.
At this moment, a lonely figure seeking defeat flashed into the hall...
