Clatter...
After sensing the threat posed by the Vajra Demon Pig, the dead beings no longer dared to remain where they were. No matter how many doubts they had in their hearts, they dared not ask any more questions.
In short, they needed to leave the dangerous The Underworld serpent path as soon as possible. If they fell, they would be hopeless, and their fate might be worse than death.
"Still understaffed."
Vajra Demon Pig rubbed his chin and muttered, "Forget it. Let the children come over to help me. As the jailer of The Underworld, it's troublesome to manage these evil spirits and undead without subordinates."
Like the Three-Eyed Demon Monkey and other Chaos Demon Gods, Vajra Demon Pig had also created his own race—the Demon Pig Race—when he guarded the City of Chaos.
Each Demon Pig has the indestructible body of Vajra, capable of devouring everything, including copper and iron. They possess infinite strength and are extremely brave warriors, causing countless enemies to tremble in fear.
Just like Zhu Bajie in later generations, who, despite appearing useless on the journey to learn Buddhist scriptures, was actually well-known in Heaven's Court for his combat effectiveness and proficiency in the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang.
However, Zhu Bajie's opponents were too powerful, making him appear ineffective.
At this moment, the Demon Pig Race swiftly received the command from Vajra Demon Pig, and all 31 races were excited.
"The order of the Gods has been given; we shall serve as jailers of The Underworld."
"The Underworld world? What kind of world is that?"
"I don't know. It's said that the city lord holds it in high regard. It is the world where the souls of the deceased from all realms go. It is incredibly important."
"Such a great contribution! This is truly an extraordinary place—the world of the dead."
"Since it's the order of the Gods, we must follow it without question."
"Alright, little ones! Pack your bags and head to The Underworld."
The entire Demon Pig Race was ablaze with excitement. Without hesitation, they packed their things and immediately set off for The Underworld.
Whoosh whoosh!!!
Under the command of Vajra Demon Pig, the Demon Pig Race arrived at The Underworld almost instantly. They were massive, with black clothes, black crowns, and golden armor, exuding a murderous aura.
These Demon Pigs became the jailers of The Underworld, wielding axes, chains, bows, arrows, swords, halberds, and other weapons. They drove away the evil spirits and undead, maintaining order in the world of the Underworld.
These demon warriors were practically born jailers—vicious and indestructible, with the Vajra body and infinite combat power. Many evil spirits were no match for them.
"Master God," an Elder Demon Pig stepped forward and addressed Vajra Demon Pig. "The Underworld here is desolate. If we are to manage these evil spirits and maintain order, we may need to build several Underworld Cities to make things easier."
"Build a city?" Vajra Demon Pig mused. "That's a good idea, but we don't have the manpower to build one here."
"It doesn't matter," the Demon Pig Elder said confidently. "Before we arrived, we purchased a lot of engineering robots from the Machine Race. They can build houses at an incredible speed and can use local materials. With these robots, we could construct a city in just three days."
Vajra Demon Pig nodded with approval. "Good, I leave this matter to you."
"Yes, my lord," the Elder Demon Pig replied and quickly retreated.
A few days later, all over the Underworld, Underworld Cities began to rise one after another. These cities housed evil spirits and undead from various worlds, and the Underworld itself began to prosper, gradually becoming a world of organization.
Near the Yellow Springs—the source of the Yellow Springs River—there was a boundless sea of blood known as the Nether Blood Sea, a place steeped in endless resentment, killing intent, and death.
"As expected of the city lord," Luohu, hiding in the Nether Blood Sea, marveled. "You are incredibly powerful. With just a few gestures, you have created a world of the underworld that accommodates the dead from infinite realms."
Luohu could sense that the entire Underworld world had undergone tremendous changes, completely different from its former state. The laws of space within this world were once weak, allowing a Saint to come and go at will. But now, things were different. The world had integrated the endless laws of death, and it may be difficult to enter without the permission of the living beings of the Underworld.
Fortunately, Luohu had stayed in the Nether Blood Sea when the city lord opened up the world. He had comprehended many laws of death, and even his true spirit had merged with the Underworld world. It could be said that he was a creature born within the Underworld, but not a dead one, giving him the ability to enter and exit freely.
"I'm going to be sanctified," Luohu thought to himself. "I can't be sanctified here. I must leave the Underworld, or I risk being discovered by those Chaos Demon Gods."
Luohu felt the impending sanctification. After witnessing the scene where Gu Chuan opened up the Underworld, he realized the many Dao of the primordial ancient serpent, which led to a great breakthrough in his understanding. Even without the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he could step into the Saint realm.
However, if he were to achieve sanctification in the Underworld, it would cause a massive disturbance. His true identity must remain concealed, or he would likely be expelled from the Underworld.
Whoosh!
With a flash of his figure, Luohu left the Underworld silently, traveling to the Heavens and other realms in search of a place to sanctify himself in peace. As he departed, the Nether Blood Sea lost the guard of such a terrifying figure, and the creatures born in the sea breathed a collective sigh of relief.
"Haha, that monster is finally gone! Now, the Nether Blood Sea belongs to my patriarch, Styx."
In the Nether Blood Sea, a figure laughed triumphantly. It had suffered under Luohu's pressure for years, too terrified to show its face for fear of being crushed by a single finger.
But now that Luohu had left, it had become the ruler of the Nether Blood Sea.
"We must refine the Nether Blood Sea as soon as possible and become its true master," said Patriarch Styx. "That way, even if that damn monster returns, it won't be able to do anything to me."
A gleam of light appeared in the eyes of Patriarch Styx.
If it were an ordinary being, refining the Nether Blood Sea would be impossible. However, Patriarch Styx, a creature born from the Nether Blood Sea, was uniquely capable of this task.
Once successful, the sea of blood would never dry up, and Patriarch Styx would be immortal—even Saints could not destroy him.