After obtaining the Chaos Crocodile's horn, Ye Tian's lips curled into a faint smile. He immediately sank the golden light shield, vanishing abruptly into the River of Time.
The old Daoist's expression was incomparably grim. He had come for the Chaos Crocodile's horn, and he had battled the Chaos Crocodile within the river for several days, even disturbing some formidable existence dwelling upon the River of Time.
Several pairs of covetous eyes within the Chaos Sea had also been watching, yet none had expected the passing Ye Tian to simply reap the benefits in the end.
After its horn was injured, the Chaos Crocodile had already suffered grievous wounds. Escaping the old Daoist's pursuit, it leaped from the River of Time and plunged into the Chaos Sea. At the instant it vanished, it looked back.
The old Daoist knew perfectly well that the Chaos Crocodile had marked him down. A flash of severity passed through his eyes, and with a movement of his body, he found the spot where Ye Tian had descended. His body sank, and after one flicker, he vanished from above the River of Time.
He had followed Ye Tian, determined to obtain the Chaos Crocodile's horn.
"That brat's cultivation is not particularly high. Someone must be escorting him. The expert protecting him must possess at least the strength of a half-step Quasi-Saint to accomplish such a thing."
"However, if it is merely a half-step Quasi-Saint, perhaps this Chaos Crocodile's horn will still have to be returned to me." After pondering briefly, the old Daoist flashed and entered the segment of spacetime where Ye Tian was located.
Ye Tian did not yet know that the old Daoist had caught up. The reason he had directly seized the Chaos Crocodile's horn was not because he coveted it.
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