Therefore, in the Asura clan created by the Styx Cult ancestor, the men are fierce and violent, while the women are coquettish and slutty.

It is completely different from the human race created by Nuwa.

"Hahahaha!" At this time, the Styx Cult Ancestor laughed even more crazily.

"I think back then, that bastard Ksitigarbha was sitting on the shore of the Netherworld Blood Sea, saving Asura."

"He claims that hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha until all sentient beings are saved, and only then can he realize Bodhi."

"Fortunately, I was moved by his bodhisattva heart. I didn't expect that it turned out to be a conspiracy against my Asura clan!"

"By the time I found out, it was already too late. The entire Asura clan had been sealed by him and there was no trace!"

"Today, with this token, Asura can finally see the light of day again!"

After saying that, the Patriarch of Styx suddenly turned to Lin Hai and begged.

"King of Netherworld, I, Styx, never ask for help. I beg you today to let me out."

"I want to take the token and go find my people!"

When Lin Hai heard this, his heart moved and hesitation appeared on his face.

This token was given to him by Master Yifan, saying that it would be able to resolve the catastrophe of the underworld three hundred years later.

However, the catastrophe in the underworld is now over.

But this token has never been put to use.

Moreover, so far, the time has been just right, exactly three hundred years.

Could it be said that the real catastrophe in the underworld has not yet begun?

Or is it that Master Yifan’s prediction has failed?

Lin Hai pondered for a moment, but became more and more confused, and finally gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I promise you!"
Chapter completed!