Chapter 932: "Wretched" Barely Begins to Describe It
The Crocodile Ancestor was drenched in blood, the lower half of his body reduced to a pulp, completely smashed apart by the giant bone club. He now lay on the verge of death, all his former majesty gone.
Time had flowed by, and this was no longer the ancient era; the entire world had changed.
"Pfft"
What followed was a somewhat bloody scene. The old sage, as if dealing with a wild beast from the mountains, personally set to work and skinned the once-mighty divine crocodile.
The flesh glowed with light, and essence energy radiated in all directions, incredibly intense. Even though the lower half had been blasted into a meat paste, the upper half was still as massive as a small hill.
The old sage tore off a thousand-jin chunk of pure meat. It shimmered with brilliant divine radiance, for this was the sacred flesh of a demon saint, possessing power that transcended the mundane world.
The old sage washed the meat clean with clear water vapor rising from the Sea Eye, then roasted it with Dao fire. The flesh steamed with a hazy glow, colorful and dazzling, emitting a mouthwatering fragrance that made one's saliva drip.
It was a long time later that the aroma of the roasted meat drifted for dozens of li. The old sage beckoned again for Ye Fan to come over; the divine crocodile meat was ready to eat.
Ye Fan shook his head and waved his hands vigorously. To be honest, he was a bit creeped out. The old sage was too ferocious—roasting a once-mighty demon saint! If word of this got out, it would shake the heavens!
The ancient sage insisted he come over and share the feast. The meat was golden, glistening with oil, and occasionally burst with five-colored divine radiance. It was clearly a great tonic, likely comparable to the legendary meat of a true dragon.
"Senior, I really don't dare eat this. A single drop of a saint's blood can kill a great power. This chunk of meat would be enough to kill me a thousand times over!" Ye Fan said with a grimace.
To be honest, he really did want to taste it. This was, after all, the spiritual flesh of a demon saint. To many, it was practically the meat of a god.
But he knew all too well how terrifying the might of a saint was. Even in death, a saint was not something mortals could defile, especially one who had just fallen like this ancestral demon.
The old sage scratched his head, looking utterly straightforward and simple. He gestured to Ye Fan, indicating that the demon saint's flesh had been refined by him and was safe to eat, with no problems at all.
"Really?" Ye Fan stepped forward. The aroma had a special, almost spiritual magic. Even the fragrance itself was divine radiance, indescribably mysterious and dazzling.
The ancient sage nodded, telling him this was the most delicious taste in the world and that he could eat with confidence. As he spoke, he tore off over ten jin and began chewing heartily.
Divine radiance overflowed, flowing from the tender, golden flesh. Rays of multicolored light burst forth, brilliant and dazzling.
Ye Fan tore off two liang of meat, which was quite dainty compared to the old sage. He didn't dare take a big bite right away, worried he might break his teeth.
Clearly, his worry was unnecessary. The old sage had truly used Dao fire to refine all the Crocodile Ancestor's essence, energy, and spirit. The meat was tender, smooth, and melted in his mouth, turning into streams of light that merged into his body.
In that instant, every single pore on his body opened wide, surging with essence energy. Light radiated in all directions, and divine power surged like a tidal wave.
Ye Fan nearly shot into the sky. The flesh of a demon saint was truly extraordinary, containing an unfathomable power. He felt full of vitality, as if he had inexhaustible strength.
In the eyes of mortals, this was absolutely divine meat!
And indeed it was. Throughout the ages, who had ever eaten the flesh of a demon saint? Especially at his cultivation level—it was unthinkable!
Especially in this current era, it was hard to even see a single living demon saint.
Even setting that aside, in ancient times, how many people could hunt a demon saint like this and treat it purely as food? Probably only this old sage would do such a thing!
This meat could practically be called divine flesh. For cultivators, it was a great tonic. Eating it regularly could not only strengthen bones and muscles but even cleanse the marrow and eventually achieve a complete rebirth.
After confirming that the old sage had thoroughly roasted the meat with Dao fire, Ye Fan let himself go. He took out over a dozen jars of aged wine and joined this wild-man elder in eating big chunks of meat and drinking large bowls of wine.
Though there was only one dish, it was the most delicious and rare thing Ye Fan had ever eaten. He was exceptionally satisfied. As he ate, he could feel saintly power surging. Stream after stream of divine radiance seeped out through his pores. He felt as if he were about to ascend to immortality.
Ye Fan was submerged in auspicious energy. Five-colored divine radiance emanated from his head to his toes. He had never imagined that a meal could provide such nourishment. He truly seemed on the verge of rising to the heavens on radiant clouds, his entire body comfortable and light, as if floating among the immortals.
Divine power surged like rivers and seas. Unconsciously, his cultivation had even advanced a bit. At the Great Perfection of the Second Level of Immortal Platform, he could not be more perfect. Only a single layer of window paper remained; once pierced, it would be an entirely different realm.
His physical body had undergone a baptism. Every inch of flesh was filled with explosive power. Ye Fan felt as if he could shatter a star with one punch, as if he had endless strength.
When he realized this, he knew it was bad. He couldn't eat anymore. Over ten jin of saintly flesh shimmering with radiance had entered his stomach, reaching his limit. If he ate more, his body might explode.
Only then did he realize how terrifying the old sage was. Like a whirlwind, he had devoured a thousand jin of crocodile meat clean, then directly cut off several thousand more jin and started roasting it with Dao fire.
Ye Fan felt dizzy. This wasn't donkey meat or chicken—it was the flesh of a demon saint! Eating so much and still acting like nothing was wrong, treating it like ordinary food!
Just then, a burst of fire surged up. Ye Fan found that even his nose was bleeding. Over ten jin of demon saint meat was already too much for him to handle. The tonic was excessive. He estimated that if any other sect-leader-level figure ate this much, they would likely be shattered into pieces, their physical body exploding.
He leaped up with a whoosh and started running around the Demon Sea Eye. He ran for thousands of li in one breath, finally feeling a bit better.
Ye Fan didn't stop. He kept running until an hour later before returning. But what he saw left him dumbfounded!
The divine crocodile's body, as massive as a small mountain, had a huge chunk missing—estimated to be at least a hundred thousand jin—all of which had gone into the old sage's stomach.
Moreover, still unsatisfied, the old sage cut off another several thousand jin of meat and continued roasting. Divine radiance steamed, and a hazy glow swirled around. In no time, he had eaten it all clean. Only then did he wipe his mouth and stop.
Although an ancient sage could contain a mustard seed within a speck of dust, this way of eating was too frightening! The sheer amount of essence energy in the demon saint's flesh was enough to tear apart mountains and rivers!
What kind of terrifying appetite did one need to digest such a vast amount of essence energy? Even a true dragon would probably be stuffed to death!
The Crocodile Ancestor's body was a treasure from head to toe. Was the old sage going to eat it all? He should at least refine a few saint weapons! And even this spiritual flesh, if rationed, would be a supreme life-saving tonic! Ye Fan felt like pulling his hair out. At the same time, he had many questions he wanted to ask this wild-man elder.