It was as though heaven and earth could not contain his might. The moment the primordial sage revived, the naturally emanating waves of his power alone shattered both the high sky and the great earth!

The beams of light shooting from his eyes blazed fiercely, stretching for an unknowable number of miles, tongues of divine flame leaping and dancing — utterly terrifying, impossible for anyone to face directly.

The Ancestral Crocodile cried out. Even he could not endure it. With both eyes locked upon him by that pair of tangible divine beams, two bloody holes appeared on his body, blood flowing freely from them.

It was a frightening sight. The black-gold armor encasing his body was extraordinarily durable — forged from scales shed from his own true form — yet it had been pierced through by those two blazing gazes.

The Ancestral Crocodile was an ancient sage who had defeated even half of Shakyamuni’s teacher. There was no question of the magnitude of his cultivation. Yet here he was, so thoroughly on the defensive, bearing the full weight of an overwhelming pressure.

“Who are you?” He was genuinely stunned. Was there truly still someone this powerful in the current age? Why had he never heard of such a figure?

In his understanding, there was almost no one — save Shakyamuni himself — who could be this powerful, who could shake one’s very soul in this way.

In the past, back in the ancient star domain of the Purple Micro, Ye Fan had once summoned this primordial sage in an attempt to aid the Old Madman — but the combined sealing power of the assembled kings had blocked the way, and ultimately no battle had been fought.

The primordial sage did not speak. The ferocity of his initial awakening gradually calmed, and the beams of light from his eyes shortened to around three yards in length — yet they blazed more brilliantly than ever, like true divine flames, burning with fierce intensity.

His entire being radiated a bearing that could swallow mountains and rivers whole — as though he were a primordial deity. Though he uttered not a word, his presence alone could awe all nine heavens and ten earths into submission.

The Ancestral Crocodile drew a sharp breath. He understood he had encountered a truly fearsome opponent — an unparalleled enemy the likes of which had never been heard of or seen before. Today, he might very well meet his end here.

Boom!

The primordial sage barely shifted his body, yet it was as though the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The world seemed incapable of containing his frame, and spatial fissures spread from the edges of his battle body into the depths of heaven and earth.

A scarlet divine chain dug into his flesh and blood, yet it could not impede his movement in the slightest. He was overwhelmingly oppressive as he advanced, his eyes utterly terrifying — the gaze of a being locking onto its prey.

“Roar!”

The Ancestral Crocodile let out a long howl. His black-gold armor blazed with ten thousand feet of light, his black hair thrashing wildly. He chose to strike first, launching an attack — for otherwise, this mysterious sage’s overwhelming presence would have completely crushed his momentum.

The divine flame in the primordial sage’s eyes blazed even more brilliantly, scorching the void, and he advanced directly into that world-shaking assault — not even attempting to dodge as that massive black hand came crashing down upon him.

Clang!

A sharp metallic ring rang out. The Ancestral Crocodile’s one great hand could shatter ancient Ancestor Kings — yet when it struck the body of this old sage, it produced nothing but a resounding clang, failing to harm him at all. His palm and fingers, however, burst open with gushing blood.

This sight was deeply alarming, more than sufficient to illustrate just how terrifying the primordial sage was. The divine flame in his eyes blazed ever brighter — two compressed suns that could scorch the eyes of anyone else blind.

Ye Fan had a strange sense of it: this primordial sage truly seemed to be staring at prey. He had not regarded the Ancestral Crocodile as a demon sage at all — but rather as a wild beast to be hunted for food.

Those eyes were too strange — so fearsome, so utterly filled with hunger. This was a hunt.

The Ancestral Crocodile had clearly noticed it too. A chill ran through his body. With a ringing cry like the singing of a sword, a razor-sharp divine sword unsheathed itself — his weapon of war, cleaving through the vault of heaven and hacking downward in a direct vertical slash!

Accompanying this, came the wail of ghosts and the howl of gods, a wind of blood and gore — and countless skeletal remains rose into being, as heaven and earth became a field of slaughter, bodies scattered everywhere.

All the beings this sword had slain in ages past now truly manifested, their forms summoned forth. It had been forged through the blood of tens of millions of living souls, and from that slaughter had been born so terrible a demonic sage sword!

Heaven and earth buckled. Had Huoying not been under a seal, any other celestial body would have been cleaved clean in two without question.

The sun, moon, and stars in the sky all trembled!

It cut across the heavens. Nothing could withstand this world-shaking sword strike. Even the newly risen sun dimmed completely — utterly outshone by the sword’s radiance.

Facing this sword, the primordial sage turned his back toward it and advanced directly into the blow. In an instant, sparks exploded in all directions and divine energy ripped through the sky!

Not only was Ye Fan left slack-jawed — even the Ancestral Crocodile stared in wide-eyed disbelief, his fingers aching, barely able to keep hold of the divine sword in his grip.

Clang! Clang! The resounding world-shaking strike rang out. The Ancestral Crocodile’s demon sword struck the scarlet iron chain wrapped around the primordial sage’s body, sending sparks flying in all directions, cold light blazing to the sky, deafening in its intensity.

That was the Scarlet Divine Chain — engraved with countless primordial ancient runes, possessing formidable divine power — intended to restrain this sage and imprison him for eternity without decay.

Long before this, Ye Fan and the Black Emperor and the others had studied it. At the time, Duan De had advised him to abandon it immediately, for the primordial sage’s power had already seeped into the divine sealing chain, and it was close to being broken apart.

Now, struck full-on by the Ancestral Crocodile’s most powerful divine sword, the runes upon it visibly dimmed a little more.

Not only did Ye Fan’s hair stand on end — even the ancient great crocodile felt a surge of dread. Yet this primordial sage paid it no mind whatsoever. He treated the Ancestral Crocodile as nothing more than an iron post, intending to use the collision to grind the Scarlet Divine Chain apart.

“The Supreme Yin and the Supreme Yang — which is weaker, which is stronger? When Yin and Yang unite, the world submits beneath them!” Ye Fan recalled these words, ancient as a curse.

This was no ordinary sage. He was supremely terrifying and powerful. Even in that age of the primordial era, when powerful beings filled the skies and Ancestor Kings stood in great numbers, he had been free to roam all under heaven. He had slain a great number of Ancestor Kings — including, remarkably, one who held the title of Great Sage.

In that ancient time, the clans had joined forces to eliminate him. When his mind had clouded over, the matchless father-and-son pair of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest had seized the moment to seal him away.

His achievements were deeply terrifying. He had simultaneously cultivated both the Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang scriptures — a path leading toward the proof of the Dao. Yet in the end, he had gone mad. By day he was divine; by night he was demonic. Wherever he passed, blood and gore followed, filled with slaughter — a shock to all the primordial era.

In those days, the human race was so weak and frail, yet it had produced a supreme powerhouse of this caliber. It truly triggered a widespread panic. He was called the Human Demon, and he unsettled every great clan.

From ancient times to now, nearly all who had attempted to cultivate both the Supreme Yin ancient scripture and the Supreme Yang ancient scripture had failed without exception. Yet this primordial sage had cultivated both simultaneously and survived alone — one could not call it anything other than a miracle.

By day he was divine, bathed in sacred light; by night he was demonic, draped in the aura of slaughter, absolutely mad.

Ye Fan and the others had once speculated that he was, at minimum, a Great Sage — otherwise, how could he have dared to cultivate both the Yin and Yang scriptures simultaneously? That was the ambition of one seeking to prove the Dao!

Dusk was his most vulnerable hour — his mind clouding over, easy to exploit. Otherwise, even in that primordial era with Ancestor Kings standing at every turn, few could have subdued him.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Ancestral Crocodile’s hair was standing on end as well. He went all out, swinging his demon sword, dragging with it a surging tide of bloody light and the bones of countless thousands — a massive killing advance.

His eyes were sharp. This time he did not hack at the Scarlet Divine Chain even once — every single blow was directed at the primordial sage’s vital points, vicious and merciless.

Each sword strike carried with it a cascade of celestial order, laws raining down like a torrent, terrifying and boundless.

In this moment, at certain observation stations on Earth’s outer space, several individuals were startled. After careful observation and comparison, they concluded that Mars was experiencing a rare and extraordinary meteorite shower.

And it was extremely severe. By their estimates of the scale of impact force involved, it was sufficient to destroy Mars entirely — yet strangely, the planet remained intact.

Afterward, this encrypted report was transmitted to several relevant nations and classified as top secret, for upon careful analysis, they had deciphered a staggering truth that defied all understanding.

Ye Fan knew none of this, nor did he have the inclination to pay it any attention. He was wholly absorbed in the great battle before him. The Ancestral Crocodile’s power was overwhelming — he could absolutely cleave through the ancient Huoying star with a single sword strike — but the seals on this ground held him back.

The primordial sage was even more terrifying. Moving like a ghost, he had transformed into a war deity, yet had not taken the initiative to attack at all — keeping his gaze fixed upon the Ancestral Crocodile the entire time, directing most of his energy inward, straining to break free of the Scarlet Divine Chain.

Even when sword energy struck him, it produced nothing more than a shower of sparks and a shallow wound on his surface — unable to harm his fundamental essence. He was like a divine demon incarnate!

Swish!

The Ancestral Crocodile shot upward toward the sky. Fear had taken hold of his heart — he wanted to flee from Huoying. This Human Demon was too terrifying. The more they fought, the more frightened he became. If he broke free of his shackles, who in this world could contain him!?

Whoosh!

Yet the primordial sage gave him no such chance. In a single instant, he blocked the escape path. In the glow of the morning dawn, his divine might was solemn and magnificent — as though a god had descended from the heavens.

Boom!

This being — a primordial powerhouse who was equal parts human and demon — opened his mouth and inhaled, as though swallowing the very sun. Boundless refined fire came pouring down in all directions, countless times more terrifying than a meteorite shower, engulfing all of Mars within it.

Crack!

He was driving his power with full force, every inch of his body pulled taut. Then in a single instant, the sound of the chain snapping rang out, and the scarlet light scattered and flew in all directions.

The Scarlet Divine Chain was broken apart by his sheer strength. He was like a demon king who had just cast off his shackles — a single long howl burst from him, shaking heaven and earth, the sonic shockwave surging forward in its entirety and condensing into a pillar of light that sent the Ancestral Crocodile crashing back down to the ground.

The ancient great crocodile was frantic. He tried to rip open the void and cross into the star domain — but he could not. This primordial sage stood upon the ancient Huoying star with the full weight of his presence, sealing heaven and earth shut, making it completely impossible to break through.

Hum!

The old sage took the initiative now. Though he was nothing but skin over bone, he could pluck the sun, catch the stars, seize the moon by force — his divine might rolling across a hundred thousand miles.

The white bone staff in his hand weighed the equivalent of a billion tons. Nothing could withstand it. It pressed down, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to cave in.

The Ancestral Crocodile cried out and fled for his life. He was a being capable of slaying ancient Ancestor Kings and cleaving down the ancient Buddhas of the Great Thunder Sound Temple with a single strike — yet now he had been scared out of his wits.

Clang!

While fleeing and resisting at the same time, the demon sword in his hands was struck by the bone staff on the spot and shattered — breaking into dozens of pieces that crashed and fell near the Demon Sea Eye.

Boom!

The primordial sage swung the bone staff again. That lustrous, pure-white bone weapon possessed an undying divinity — it transformed into a streak of white light that fell from above, and the sun, moon, and stars trembled in the sky.

Splatter!

A gush of bloody light burst forth. The Ancestral Crocodile screamed. The lower half of his body was beaten apart while still alive, ground into a mass of bloody flesh and mud. The armor covering his body shattered piece by piece into fragments, unable to protect him at all.

His soul practically fled his body in terror. The ancient great crocodile revealed his true form and fled upward through the sky — but there was no escaping it. The old sage locked onto him, moving even faster, cutting off his path ahead.

His lower half wrapped in beast hide, bone staff in hand, wild hair disheveled — he truly resembled a savage emerging from a primitive tribe, yet his strength was terrifying beyond words.

At this moment, he was treating the Ancestral Crocodile entirely as prey — striking out the way one would against a wild beast, moving in and delivering one pounding blow after another.

It was lamentable. Not long ago, the ancient great crocodile had lorded over Ye Fan like a divine being — yet now he had been reduced to a genuine crocodile, hunted and cornered by a hunter, his life hanging by a thread.

Boom!

The old sage swung his white bone staff. After several strikes, the Ancestral Crocodile was on the verge of death, crashing down onto the ground. He revealed his full true form — enormous — and was hoisted back by the old sage by one leg, exactly like picking up a dead fish.

Ye Fan stared in utter stupefaction, barely trusting his own eyes. The Ancestral Crocodile was absolutely capable of shattering ancient star domains into fragments and was seemingly omnipotent — the bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas of the primordial era were no match for him — yet now he had been reduced to this!

At that moment, the old sage used his cultivation and power to kindle a fire, then turned and waved at Ye Fan — apparently preparing to gut and split open this great crocodile, and roast it over the flame. He was beckoning Ye Fan to come share the crocodile meat.