Poxun chuckled bitterly, "Ancestor, you are not aware, the one pursuing me is named Tang Sanzang."

    Crack!

    The second sword in the hands of the Nether River Ancestor broke. His eyes bulging, the Nether River Ancestor asked, "You said his name is what?"

    Poxun replied, "Tang Sanzang."

    The Nether River Ancestor trembled, "He... What does he look like?"

    Poxun said, "He''s a baldy wearing a Kasaya..."

    The Nether River Ancestor paused, his breath steadying as he rolled his eyes and said, "It turns out he''s a disciple of Buddhism... The cultivation technique of Buddhism and my Blood Sea and Nether River method mutually restrain each other, but it''s somewhat unreasonable that you were defeated by a junior like him. Come here..."

    Poxun moved closer, and the Nether River Ancestor casually opened a cut on Poxun''s chest, from which blood dripped and transformed into a mirror made of blood midair.

    The Nether River Ancestor touched it lightly, and the blood mirror immediately rippled.

    Peering inside, the Nether River Ancestor saw a bald head riding Dhritarashtra floating in the air, speaking something.

    Clearly, the Nether River Ancestor was extracting Poxun''s memories.

    The Nether River Ancestor carefully examined the monk''s appearance, from casual to solemn, then to shocked, and finally to calm...

    The Nether River Ancestor grabbed a handful of grass and placed it on the mirror, which just added some hair to the bald man...

    Then, the Nether River Ancestor laughed, "You can''t even defeat such a petty thief, Poxun, you truly disappoint me!"

    Poxun shamefully lowered his head, "You are right in your reprimand, Ancestor. I will definitely practice diligently from now on..."

    Saying this, even Poxun himself didn''t quite believe it. He had experienced the monk''s horror; was that something he could really practice to overcome? He highly doubted it!

    The Nether River Ancestor said, "This man is not weak, but causing a ruckus in my Blood Sea and Nether River won''t do."

    Upon hearing the Ancestor was planning to take action, Poxun was overjoyed, knowing he had dodged this calamity.

    The Nether River Ancestor pointed to the center of the lake, gently gestured in the air, and a small island emerged.

    The Nether River Ancestor said, "However, I am, after all, a character known far and wide. If I attack him directly, it might end up tarnishing my reputation as bullying a junior. Moreover, as one of the four great devils of the Asura Clan, it would be quite embarrassing if it were known that you couldn''t even handle a mere monk. Go sit on that island, here I have laid out the Blood River Formation. Lead him onto the island.

    At that time, I will lend you a helping hand, allowing you to personally extinguish him."

    Upon hearing this, Poxun burst into ecstasy, "Thank you, Ancestor!"

    "Go..." With a wave of his hand, the Nether River Ancestor sent Poxun rushing to the island.

    If you can''t accept it, come and hit me, come and bite me, come on!"

    As he said this, Poxun started dancing on the island, humming, "Come ... on, hit me! You ugly bald head ..."

    "Watch the fist!"

    Tang Sanzang finally exploded, jumping off from Dhritarashtra, and threw a punch directly at Poxun!

    Poxun was not afraid at all; he didn''t even use his own strength but stood with his hands on his back, proudly, and laughed loudly, "Well come, baldy, today this king will slay you!"

    As the fist, large as a meteor, drew closer, the island trembled and started to crack...

    In Poxun''s eyes, there was no fear, only boundless amusement.

    The fist drew closer and closer, a thousand meters!

    Poxun frowned, thinking, "Why hasn''t the ancestor acted yet?"

    Five hundred meters!

    Poxun grew anxious, glanced at a thatched hut on the side, and frantically signaled with his eyes; however, the hut remained eerily silent without any movement.

    One hundred meters.

    Poxun finally panicked, quickly shouting, "Ancestor, Tang Sanzang is here, please make your move quickly!"

    However, a gust of wind blew past, and the thatched hut remained silent...

    Ten meters!

    Poxun shouted loudly, "Ancestor, save me!"

    One meter!

    Poxun knelt on the ground: "Ancestor..."

    Boom!

    Before he could finish shouting, the fist slammed into his body. The earth shattered, and the island blasted into the sky turning into flying ash!

    The lake, amidst the roaring sounds, was shaken into the high sky, transforming into raindrops splashing in all directions...

    When the explosion subsided, when the dust settled.

    Where the lake once was, there was now a deep, vast crater!