"What are you laughing at? Do people like you always laugh when you are about to die?"
As the Divine Crocodile spoke, he drew out the long spear from behind his back and thrust it through the young man's body. It happened in a flash, leaving the other man no time to dodge.
"If I kill you, no one will stop me from obtaining this space. If he truly manages to return by then, we can talk about it then."
The Divine Crocodile laughed.
"Sorry, but as long as I am here, no one can become the master of this space. They can only be guests, unless they wait for his return."
The young man had clearly been pierced through the heart by the spear, yet he still stood before the Divine Crocodile full of life and vigor, smiling warmly.
"Are you toying with me?"
He was somewhat enraged. After living for such long years, he had never seen anyone dare toy with him.
"I never said I would die, nor did I ever say I was the Great Dao. Everything was merely your own imagination. I am only the guardian spirit of this space. If you want to kill me, you can only destroy this space. And if you destroy this space, that means you will never gain control of this world."
The young man smiled and sat down again, pouring the Divine Crocodile a cup of tea.
"You should sit down and rest first. That is far better than standing there while being unable to do anything."
Those smiling words provoked the Divine Crocodile once more.
"That is true. Could you tell me, then, where the Great Dao is now?"
The Divine Crocodile spoke, his expression showing no abnormality.
"You want me to tell you? But even I