Primordial Era: Reborn as Zhen Yuanzi, taking control of the underground passage

Having set his goal, Zhen Yuanzi no longer proceeded slowly as he had before, trying to understand the earth's veins and regulate its energy.

With a slight thought, a flash of earth-yellow divine light appeared around him, and his figure seemed to merge with the boundless earth beneath his feet, having already unleashed the supreme divine power of shrinking the earth to an inch.

This supernatural power, in the hands of this "Ancestor of Earthly Immortals," is completely different from ordinary escape techniques and even the Golden Light Technique of the Great Luo Golden Immortals.

It does not rely on powerful magic to tear through space to travel, but rather on its absolute understanding and control of the primordial earth's veins to draw upon the power of the earth's veins, causing the endless mountains and rivers in front of it to shrink and fold on their own at the level of the Dao. With each step, thousands of mountains and rivers recede like fleeting shadows beneath one's feet.

Its speed far surpasses the ultimate flight of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, almost reaching the level of short-distance spatial teleportation. However, because it is rooted in the laws of the earth, it does not cause any ripples of magical power or spatial fluctuations during its movement. It is silent and subtle, demonstrating its supreme mastery of the "earth" principle.

From the desolate seas where the Three Immortal Islands once drifted on the shores of the East Sea, to the Netherworld Blood Sea located deep within the Nine Netherworlds beneath the foundation of the Primordial Continent, the distance between them is countless billions of miles of void, spanning endless majestic mountains, vast inland seas and marshes, and even some chaotic and perilous realms where heaven and earth were newly created and the laws were not yet fully stable.

Even for ordinary powerful beings, traveling through such distances would take years, even if they used all their magical powers to fly continuously.

However, under Zhen Yuanzi's incredibly profound ability to shrink the earth to an inch, the vast prehistoric land seemed to transform beneath his feet into a map that could be scaled down at will.

However, after only a few decades, a peculiar aura, a mixture of filth and deathly stillness, yet also concealing a strange and boundless vitality, had already penetrated through layers of spatial barriers and traveled from afar.

Before even arriving, the indescribable aura of ferocity, filth, and deathly stillness, yet containing a strange vitality that could devour and transform everything, surged towards us like a viscous tide.

Even with Zhen Yuanzi's peak cultivation as a Great Luo Golden Immortal and his resilient Dao heart honed through countless eons, he couldn't help but feel a chill, as if some invisible impure thought was trying to penetrate his sea of ​​consciousness.

He stopped on a barren, hard layer of Netherworld rock, his gaze piercing through the pale red, malevolent mist in front of him, and solemnly looked at the legendary forbidden land that even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would not easily set foot in—the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Having witnessed the Netherworld Blood Sea, which existed since the beginning of time, Zhen Yuanzi, despite his extensive knowledge and experience of traveling to many strange and dangerous places in the prehistoric world, was still deeply shocked by the incredibly primitive, wild, and ferocious scene before him.

Compared to the vague, perhaps "milder" descriptions of later generations in his memory, which had been washed away by countless calamities.

The sea of ​​blood before my eyes at this moment is so ferocious, so vast, so ancient, and so chaotic that it is simply incomparable to what it was before!

This is the primordial sea that truly originated from the beginning of the creation of the world at the time of the death of the great god Pangu, where the first batch of "filth" and "resentment" were gathered!

But what appeared to be an endless crimson ocean, seemingly as wide as the entire underworld, occupied the entire space within sight.

The seawater was no ordinary water; it was as viscous as freshly spilled blood from the blood of all spirits, churning and surging, producing a chilling gurgling sound as it moved, emitting a strange odor that was a mixture of extreme sweetness and putrid stench, which went straight to the primordial spirit.

Above the sea, what rises and spreads is not water vapor, but a thick fog interwoven with an intensely dense crimson aura and an inky black miasma brimming with endless sins.

Within this mist, light and shadow distorted, as if countless twisted, pained, and resentful faces were silently howling and struggling.

Those are the countless resentful souls that have naturally perished or fallen in battles since the beginning of time, but failed to return to the world and were instead attracted and gathered here!

They were bound, eroded, torn apart, and ultimately assimilated by the power of the Blood Sea, never to be reborn, becoming part of the Blood Sea's will, further enhancing its overwhelming ferocity.

The sea of ​​blood itself is even more bizarre and unpredictable.

Occasionally, viscous blood bubbles the size of houses would swell up from the depths of the sea and burst open with a roar, splashing not clear water, but dark red blood poison containing strong corrosive energy and resentment.

These blood toxins splattered in the air, even corroding the stable Netherworld space, causing it to hiss and crackle, creating subtle yet clear spatial folds that were difficult to smooth out for a long time.

Occasionally, one can see some bizarre, primordial demons, forcibly condensed from filthy blood, malevolent energy, and broken souls, floating and fighting each other in the sea of ​​blood, devouring one another in a frenzy.

They have no intelligence, only the most primal instincts and a thirst for the flesh and blood, and the very souls of living beings, thus enacting the most cruel and direct laws of survival in this desolate land.

What truly made Zhen Yuanzi's Dao heart tremble and made him secretly wary was not the filth and demonic creatures on the surface.

Instead, permeating this sea of ​​blood and earth, were two terrifying auras that, despite the passage of countless years, remained as deeply imprinted as brand marks, never completely dissipated, originating from the very beginning of creation!

A vast, majestic line, carrying a hint of resentment and silence after exhaustion and death, yet still containing the supreme majesty and weight of creation.

This aura was not entirely unfamiliar to Zhen Yuanzi; it shared a faint origin with the towering will of Pangu's spine that he sensed at Buzhou Mountain.

What remains here is more of the primordial essence that, according to legend, was formed from the filthy blood from the navel of the great god Pangu, containing the final turbid and impure thoughts of Pangu at the time of his fall, as well as the tragic silence that supported heaven and earth until his strength was exhausted.

This aura, like the foundation and source of "legitimacy" of the Blood Sea, endowed this extremely yin and turbid wasteland with an indescribable, "orthodox" primordial status, making it not an ordinary gathering place of filth, but a special existence closely related to the creation of the primordial world itself.

Another aura, or rather, countless other auras intertwined, mixed, tearing at each other yet strangely merging, was even more chaotic, violent, and filled with a deep-seated hatred and destructive desire for this new world created by Pangu.

That is the last undying resentment and broken fragments of the Great Dao of the Chaos Demon Gods who fought against the Great God Pangu in the past, and who ultimately perished. Their remaining blood and broken laws were gathered here.

Although these auras were already shattered and lost their complete form in the chaos, their essence was extremely high. The various negative and distorted laws of the Great Dao contained within them, such as killing, destruction, chaos, curses, and devouring, were perfectly integrated with the environment of the Blood Sea and nourished each other. This made the danger level of this place increase exponentially for beings not born in the Blood Sea.

At this time, the primordial world had only recently been created, and the initial calamity of the Dragon-Han era was still far off. The Heavenly Dao's efforts to organize and establish order for all things in the primordial world had not yet fully extended to such desolate and turbid borderlands.

These terrifying auras left over from the creation of the world remain active and vivid, and have not been completely suppressed or slowly erased by the power of the Heavenly Dao.

They are like invisible yet omnipresent law fields, enveloping the entire Blood Sea space. Any outsider who steps into this place will not only face the physical and energy attacks of the Blood Sea itself, which are filthy flesh and blood and erode the primordial spirit, but will also have to endure the terrifying will pressure and invisible impact of the broken laws originating from the chaotic era at all times.

Zhen Yuanzi asserted that an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal would likely have their mind seized by the demonic resentment and endless howls of remnant souls if they stayed at the edge of this sea of ​​blood for even a moment. Their Dao body would be eroded and dissolved by the scarlet evil energy and blood poison, and their primordial spirit would be torn apart and assimilated by countless resentments. In the end, their intelligence would be annihilated, and they would fall into the sea of ​​blood, transforming into a chaotic demonic creature that only knew how to kill and devour.

Even those who have just entered the Great Luo realm would never dare to venture too deep without a top-tier protective spiritual treasure or a special mind-cleansing and thought-purifying divine power, otherwise they would be in danger of damaging their Dao foundation and falling into the sea of ​​blood forever.

"What a terrifying Netherworld Blood Sea! As expected of a place formed from the tainted blood of Pangu and the resentment of the Chaos Gods, its ferocity is astounding even though the world has only recently been created! It is truly the most perilous place in the primordial world!"

Zhen Yuanzi sighed inwardly, his expression growing increasingly solemn. The danger of this place far exceeded his previous expectations.

If the Styx Ancestor, who has already been born, was able to be conceived, survive, and even achieve success in cultivation in such an environment, and occupy this place as his dojo, then his strength, background, and methods must be far from being something to be trifled with. He must have extraordinary abilities to resist or even utilize such a harsh environment.