I've Been AFK for Ten Million Years-Chapter 276: Snatching the Hongmeng Purple Qi

"Dare to target my human race!"

Ren Changsheng’s mouth curved up slightly. He had already considered this Netherworld Ancestor but simply hadn’t taken him seriously.

Although the Netherworld Ancestor is a Quasi-Saint and also has the Sea of Blood at his disposal, when compared to Hong Jun Dao Zu and The Three Pure Ones, he just doesn’t measure up.

From the beginning, Ren Changsheng knew that this one couldn’t stand loneliness, but he hadn’t expected that within the Netherworld Ancestor’s body there would be a strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Hongmeng Purple Qi.

That is the very foundation required for ordinary people to become Saints. Throughout the entire universe, there are only seven strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi. Each strand has an owner, and the Netherworld Ancestor possessing Hongmeng Purple Qi must mean it’s the seventh strand, the one belonging to Hong Yun.

"You’ve hidden it quite deeply!"

Ren Changsheng inwardly exclaimed. With Hongmeng Purple Qi within him, the Netherworld Ancestor was able to hide away in the Sea of Blood; such tenacity is rare throughout the primordial world.

"Don’t want to die? Then ascend to the summit of Mount Tai!"

Ren Changsheng’s indifferent voice resounded.

"Yes!"

The Netherworld Ancestor’s face paled. At this moment, he was furiously wracking his brain, calculating the odds of his escape.

But after a moment, the Netherworld Ancestor gave up. In front of that youth, the youth was far too terrifying. His own chances of fleeing were nonexistent.

After a moment, the Netherworld Ancestor returned, but this time, there were no fluctuations emanating from him. With his head lowered, he walked towards Mount Tai.

"That’s the Netherworld Ancestor, he’s come back!"

"He’s ascended to the summit of Mount Tai!"

...

The crowd watched the Netherworld Ancestor with curiosity, but the Netherworld Ancestor himself was frowning with bitterness.

Who would want to go to the summit of Mount Tai!

At the summit of Mount Tai.

"Netherworld comes to offer congratulations!"

Standing in front of the youth, the Netherworld Ancestor quickly bowed in salute to Ren Changsheng, while Emperor Fu Xi looked at the Netherworld Ancestor with some confusion.

This guy just ran off, why has he come back?

"Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi and the two Abi Divine Swords, and I can spare you a way to live, granting you a pathway of survival within the Sea of Blood,"

Ren Changsheng said to the Netherworld Ancestor in a soft transmission of voice.

"You..."

Upon hearing this, the Netherworld Ancestor’s face instantly turned pale.

Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi? And even give up his own Innate Spiritual Treasure?

Ren Changsheng was pushing it too far.

"What? You won’t hand it over?"

A glimmer of primordial chaos lit up in Ren Changsheng’s eyes. For a fully realized Quasi-Saint like Ren Changsheng, killing a Quasi-Saint was all too easy.

The Eyes of Chaos, enough to obliterate the Netherworld Ancestor!

"I..."

The Netherworld Ancestor’s body began to tremble. He didn’t want to hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but at this moment, he could only feel waves of the aura of death locking onto him.

His mind raced, desperately looking for ways to escape, but ultimately, the Netherworld Ancestor slumped to the ground, helpless. No matter how he calculated, he couldn’t escape by any means.

To resist was to die!

"My patience is limited!"

Ren Changsheng calmly transmitted his voice.

"I’ll hand them over!"

The Netherworld Ancestor hurriedly agreed. He saw the intent to kill in Ren Changsheng’s eyes. After struggling to survive in the primordial world for so many years, he did not wish to die.

Compared to becoming a Saint or possessing Innate Spiritual Treasures, being alive is key. As long as one is alive, with these people from the Sea of Blood, one can still dominate a territory and be the boss!

"I, Netherworld Ancestor, offer a wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi and an Abi Innate Spiritual Treasure to congratulate the Emperor’s ascension to Saint!"

The trembling voice of Netherworld Ancestor resounded.

The next moment, a flash of light appeared in his hand, revealing two flying knives - the very Abi Swords. Gritting his teeth, Netherworld Ancestor relinquished control of the divine swords and respectfully presented them.

"What? Those are the Abi Swords. Has Netherworld Ancestor lost his mind? Those are his life-bound Spiritual Treasures, and he’s offering them up!"

"Quick, look! There’s also Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

...

The whole base of Mount Tai was seething with excitement at that moment.

If the Innate Spiritual Treasures were nothing much, what about the Hongmeng Purple Qi - the very Qi for becoming a Saint!

At this moment, no one could remain calm.

"It is the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

The two guides stood up, as did the Kunpeng Demon Master, the surviving powerhouses from the Witch and Demon clans, and Emperor Fu Xi and Nuwa at the peak of Mount Tai. Everyone stood up.

Looking at Netherworld Ancestor, shock was evident in everyone’s eyes.

In Netherworld Ancestor’s hands was also control over the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Nobody was a fool; seeing the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Netherworld Ancestor’s hands, it was naturally clear where it came from. It must be Hong Yun’s!

"What a Netherworld Ancestor!"

The two guides sneered coldly. At first, they also coveted this streak of Hongmeng Purple Qi, as the West is weak. If they could have a Saint of their own, that would be naturally better.

But who would have thought that before they could find Hong Yun, they lost track of him. They thought Hong Yun had gone into hiding, but who knew, he had been killed by the Netherworld Ancestor, who even stole the Hongmeng Purple Qi for himself.

"Take it!"

The indifferent voice of Ren Changsheng rang out.

Hongmeng Purple Qi, Ren Changsheng didn’t really care about it, but since the human race was weak, he didn’t mind allowing more humans to become Saints.

"Ah!"

Emperor Fu Xi finally came to his senses, and looking at the more than one zhang long Purple Qi in Netherworld Ancestor’s hands, his eyes became somewhat dazed.

Within that Hongmeng Purple Qi swirled countless chaos, the very essence of chaos and the key to becoming a Saint. freēwēbnovel.com

But at this moment, this streak of Hongmeng Purple Qi was personally delivered by Netherworld Ancestor, and from his demeanor, it seemed as if he considered this Purple Qi to be a hot potato - the sooner Ren Changsheng took it off his hands, the better.

Right now, Netherworld Ancestor indeed hoped Ren Changsheng would take away this Hongmeng Purple Qi sooner rather than later. With the Qi now revealed, it was no longer safe, even on his person.

Within the primordial world, he did not have the strength of The Three Pure Ones, nor did he have the backing of Nuwa and the two Western guides. Now, apart from the Sea of Blood, he had almost no one to help him!

"Aren’t you going to take it?"

Ren Changsheng raised an eyebrow.

"Yes!"

Emperor Fu Xi took a deep breath and hurriedly stepped forward, receiving the strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi from Netherworld Ancestor’s hands.

"The human race has Hongmeng Purple Qi now!"

"The human race is about to have a Saint. Could it be that the Emperor knew someone would bring Hongmeng Purple Qi today, and that’s why he planned to become a Saint?"

...

The crowd was abuzz with chatter. At this moment, inside Netherworld Ancestor, a sigh of relief was secretly let out. With the Hongmeng Purple Qi and the divine swords taken by Ren Changsheng, the aura of death also finally dissipated.

He had managed to save his little life!

"Step down!"

Ren Changsheng said indifferently to Netherworld Ancestor.

"Thank you, Emperor!"

Netherworld Ancestor bowed his head and withdrew, not even having the courage to glance at Ren Changsheng. Netherworld Ancestor truly couldn’t understand – why was there such a terrifying being in the primordial world?

Could that youth be the embodiment of Heavenly Dao?