A place even deeper than the Netherworld.
The Blood Sea churned endlessly, boundless at a glance. Within this Netherworld Blood Sea, a figure emerged directly from the sea, with the Abi and Yuan Tu swords floating by his side, exuding an aura of immense sufficiency.
Naturally, the figure that emerged was none other than Ancestor Minghe.
Following closely by Ancestor Minghe's side was a girl who looked to have a smear of blood-red tattoo at her forehead, none other than Xueyu.
"Master, is it really not necessary for us to accompany you on this trip to the Mortal World?" Poxun and other true disciples of Ancestor Minghe curiously inquired.
"There's no need. Just having Xueyu accompany me to the Mortal World is sufficient..." Turning his head, Ancestor Minghe looked at the four great Demon Kings under his command and spoke in a calm tone.
