Chapter 929: The True Form, Crocodile Ancestor
The reports Ye Fan had seen on Earth were confirmed true—Mars had ancient riverbeds, and some researchers had even believed there were once great lakes and oceans. Now, this was proven.
Here at the North Pole, there was a Demonic Sea Eye, so miraculous that even the heavens and earth were collapsing and being swallowed into it. No wonder the black ocean came and went so suddenly.
However, now was not the time to be lost in thought, because beneath that massive black sea eye, monstrous demonic energy surged upward, blood energy roiled, shaking the stars and the moon.
A peerless demon saint had charged out, its roar causing the sky above to shatter, the countless stars seeming to tremble and shake as if about to fall.
Ye Fan was terrified. This demon saint was unimaginably powerful. If not for being a Human Sacred Body with profound cultivation, he would have been crushed into meat paste under that roar.
"Boom!"
A fierce aura shot into the sky. The black Demonic Sea Eye split apart, and a colossal figure soared upward, shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!
Torrential demonic mist surged, obscuring the demon saint's body. Only two blood-red eyes, like red lanterns, could be seen, rapidly approaching from afar.
Clearly, it was a behemoth, its body likely capable of crushing endless ancient mountains. Ye Fan felt as if his soul were about to leave his body, drawn by the demon saint's aura—terrifying to the extreme.
Demonic energy pierced the heavens. This demon saint seemed capable of plucking stars and grasping the moon. Though not yet arrived, a terrifying wave like a tsunami had already swept in, causing the entire ancient Yinghuo Star to tremble.
"Roar..."
A single roar, like ten thousand thunderclaps exploding simultaneously, shattered the heavens and earth. Rolling demonic energy boiled over, drowning everything in sight.
The cauldron above Ye Fan's head shook violently. Primordial Mother Qi dripped down, each strand capable of crushing a divine mountain—the most precious immortal material in the world. Now it clanged loudly, as sound waves like tangible divine swords struck it, sending both it and Ye Fan flying.
Ye Fan coughed up blood, golden blood droplets piercing through the void. He barely stabilized himself in the distance, his face filled with shock and awe.
This was a true demon saint—impossible to fight head-on! Shakyamuni had traveled far away; on this ancient star, who could oppose it now?
Even in the Big Dipper Star Domain, who could stop it? Because Ye Fan sensed that this demon saint's blood energy was too vigorous—more vast than the black ocean just now, drowning the entire world. He felt it was far more terrifying than the ancient ancestral kings he had seen!
Black mist surged, blotting out the sky and covering the sun, vast and boundless, rising endlessly. Every inch of space between heaven and earth was filled!
It was like a star domain trembling, or a Milky Way dyed black and falling down—an immeasurable amount of divine energy.
In the torrential demonic aura, a massive figure stood ahead, looking down. Aside from two blood-red eyes like giant lanterns, nothing else could be seen.
Yet Ye Fan knew who it was in an instant.
Crocodile Ancestor!
Just as he had seen back then, when it broke free, it had been with such momentum. Now, it was even greater—this fierce aura was enough to shake the world.
"Yinghuo has become the greatest sea of suffering in the world. This entire life-bearing star has become an immortal burial ground, with all ruins swallowed into the Demonic Sea Eye. I have guarded here bitterly for over twenty years, about to enter and retrieve the immortal burial that would help me attain the Dao, yet in an instant, you disturbed it, and everything came to nothing!"
A rumbling, angry voice tore through the sky, echoing between heaven and earth like thunder, deafening.
Though Crocodile Ancestor was furious, its voice was calm and cold to the extreme. It stared fixedly at him, its two blood-red eyes filled with cruelty and ruthlessness.
"Big crocodile, old demon!" Ye Fan shouted back, his heart filled with hatred. Not to mention the past, when so many old friends had died here, even after escaping to the Big Dipper Star Domain, he had found no peace. This filled him with sorrow—there was a great enmity between them.
"Primordial Mother Qi Root... truly a high heavenly fortune! Could it be that heaven is compensating me, sending me the most precious immortal material?" Crocodile Ancestor's cold blood-red eyes rippled, then slowly melted, erupting into thunderous laughter.
Facing this demon saint, Ye Fan felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He wanted to kill it but lacked the strength, clenching his fists tightly.
"Over twenty years ago, you crossed such a vast distance and still returned—truly beyond my expectations." This ancient great crocodile sneered coldly, revealing a blurry outline in the black mist—a body comparable to a mountain.
"Demon crocodile, you killed so many of my classmates! Why did you do that?!" Ye Fan roared.
Crocodile Ancestor looked down at him like an ant, without any emotional fluctuation. "Do I need to calculate anything for a few insects? I merely followed the flow."
It spoke the truth. At its level, how could it care about mortals from back then? As it said, it was just acting on a whim. Even sending a wisp of its primordial spirit onto the bronze ancient coffin was the same.
Ye Fan felt bitter. The deaths of so many classmates had never even registered in Crocodile Ancestor's eyes. It only saw them as stepping on a few ants—nothing worth leaving a mark in its heart.
"Why didn't you personally board the bronze ancient coffin?"
"I didn't leave, first because of the things inside that bronze ancient coffin. Second, because I knew Shakyamuni was on the path ahead, and I didn't want to meet him again. Third, because I was waiting for the thousand-year-opening of the Yinghuo Demonic Sea Eye's immortal opportunity."
Saying this, Crocodile Ancestor's blood-red eyes turned cold again. Ye Fan had ruined its great plan, filling it with boundless killing intent.
Suddenly, ten thousand heavenly swords shot into the sky, clanging with force, shaking the heavens and earth. They were rows of crocodile scales, clattering loudly, forming a suit of armor above the black waters.
With a series of metallic clangs, a suit of black-gold armor clad itself onto Crocodile Ancestor. It transformed into human form—tall and imposing, two meters in height—descending.
This was a burly middle-aged man, his aura oppressive, like a demon god. He walked forward step by step, surrounded by band-like black mist, suffocating those nearby.
Unlike the divine crocodiles seen in the Big Dipper Star Domain, his entire suit of armor was black, gleaming with cold metallic luster. Except for his thick black hair and blood-red eyes, everything was covered.
A legendary sacred garment!
Being able to refine a legendary sacred garment was extremely terrifying. Especially for a demon saint like this, clearly capable of crossing star domains—even in the Big Dipper, few could subdue it!
"Why were you suppressed here? Are you from the water-blue planet in this star domain?" Ye Fan, filled with great hatred, also had too many questions.
"Two thousand years ago, I crossed the starry sky with great difficulty to reach that water-blue star, seeking ancient immortals. But I never expected to be suppressed by Shakyamuni."
Mentioning the past, Crocodile Ancestor's eyes grew colder, though its voice remained flat—ruthless and indifferent.
"Do you know why that water-blue star no longer has cultivators?" Ye Fan, though he wished he could eat its flesh and drink its blood, wanted even more to learn the ancient secrets.
"I encountered a stretch of ancient stellar path, traveling against the immortals, chasing the secrets of immortality to come here, only to be suppressed." Crocodile Ancestor's killing intent surged, revealing scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, dripping with gore. One glance told that it had killed countless beings over the long years.
"Do you know the secrets of the bronze ancient coffin pulled by the nine dragons?" Ye Fan rarely encountered an ancient demon saint so close to Earth, and he urgently wanted to understand all the mysteries.
"Kid, you talk too much. I'll just send you on your way. I've already satisfied many of your questions." Crocodile Ancestor's killing aura filled the sky. Its body trembled slightly, causing the heavens to crack and the earth to split!
"Wait! Do you know how I reversed my path and returned? I know everything about Shakyamuni. Tell me the secrets, and I'll tell you what's happening at the other end of the starry sky." Ye Fan shouted, both to satisfy his curiosity and to buy time.
"The nine-dragon coffin is mysterious and distant. I've seen it twice in my life. The first time was five thousand years ago, on a broken life-bearing star deep in the star domain. I thought I had found a great opportunity and tried to open it, but it nearly ruined my lifelong cultivation. I barely escaped with my life." This ancient great crocodile spoke slowly.
"How ancient is it..." Ye Fan murmured, his heart shaken.
Not to mention the nine-dragon coffin, even Crocodile Ancestor's lifespan was terrifying. It had existed in the world five thousand years ago, and all of ancient China's recorded history wasn't that long!
Of course, excluding the lost ages, by now, without anyone telling him, he could guess that Earth must have once had an era of gods and demons.
"Where were you born? How many life-bearing stars are there in this barren universe? What connections do they have? Where does the ancient stellar path end? Does immortality exist in the world..."
Ye Fan had too many questions, wanting to ask them all. But Crocodile Ancestor sneered coldly. "Kid, you have too many questions. I'll just crush your primordial spirit directly and extract your memories. Then I'll know everything about Shakyamuni and the path ahead. I don't have time to listen to your noise."
With that, it reached out a massive hand to grab him. "Boom!" The sky collapsed, and the black hand blotted out the heavens!
Ye Fan's face changed. This was a demon saint. Even a hundred or a thousand of him would be useless. The gap in cultivation was too vast. Even an immortal fetus would be useless.
He quickly shook his cauldron, letting Primordial Mother Qi fall, protecting him tightly, while preparing to unleash a terrifying strike.
That black hand was clearly aimed at grabbing the cauldron. Faced with such unparalleled immortal material, even ancient great emperors would be moved, let alone Crocodile Ancestor, who could no longer restrain itself.
Suddenly, a blaze of brilliant light surged up. Nine-colored flames soared into the sky, instantly enveloping that black hand, burning fiercely.
A muffled groan came. Crocodile Ancestor's black hand turned into a torch, impossible to extinguish, nearly evaporating the waters near the black sea eye.
Ye Fan immediately offered up a Dark Jade Platform, trying to cross the void and escape, but the array platform shattered instantly, turning to dust.
"A mere human, actually managed to wound me..." Crocodile Ancestor's voice was extremely cold. Its hand was badly injured. It continuously applied Dao principles and finally managed to extinguish the flames on its hand with difficulty.
"You killed so many of my old friends—today, I'll settle the score with you!" Ye Fan was also desperate, preparing to unleash a trump card.
"In my eyes, you are nothing but a swarm of insects. I casually set up a backup plan, sent a wisp of primordial spirit to the Big Dipper. To be honest, I never considered you as anything. Ants like you—I can kill hundreds of millions with one hand." Crocodile Ancestor spoke with a hint of contempt.
"One day, you too will be trampled underfoot like an ant!" Ye Fan said coldly. He wanted to unleash his trump card, but it was still night, and dawn had not yet come. He might perish himself in the process.
"Your physique is special, and your fate is extraordinary. You even found Primordial Mother Qi Root—a world-shaking immortal material that even ancient great emperors covet. Today, I'll kill you and seize all your human Dao foundations." Crocodile Ancestor said grimly.
Chanting sounds came, as if all the Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas of the heavens were reciting sutras. Dense runes appeared, and boundless golden light surged toward them. The golden ancient ship that had been circling in the Demonic Sea Eye sailed toward this place.
The five hundred Arhats of Golden Body were all skin and bones, their bodies shining with divine radiance. They were thought to have all passed away, but at this moment, one divine monk opened his eyes.
"You are the ancient Buddha of the Great Thunderclap Monastery—still alive!" Crocodile Ancestor shouted.
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