Ye Fan smiled. "Of course I have. More than a hundred years ago, the Ancient Bronze Coffin."
More than a century ago, when he had ridden the Ruthless Empress's vehicle, the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, to the Big Dipper Star Domain, he had passed through Mars and briefly stopped there.
At the time, he had not yet begun cultivating, so he had not alerted the Crocodile Ancestor.
"So it was you, that ant from back then..."
It was a Great Sage of the demon race. Why would it care whether a human brat who was not even a cultivator lived or died? If Mars had not gone so long without visitors, it might not even have remembered him.
"Brat, how about we discuss something?"
"Help me remove that seal and free me from this predicament."
The ancient divine crocodile rolled its scarlet eyes, hidden in the darkness like twin blood moons, and lowered its voice.
If Ye Fan could remove the "Om" mantra personally inscribed by Shakyamuni Buddha and break the final restraint, it would be able to escape smoothly.
It did not matter who it was. Anyone who could help the Crocodile Ancestor escape would be its great benefactor.
And in return, the divine crocodile ancestor would certainly... eat him!
Swallow him into its belly, completely fuse with him, and comprehend the Great Dao together—would that not be wonderful?
For more than two thousand years, the ancestor had not enjoyed a single fresh meal of flesh and blood. Its stomach was empty; when hungry, it could only frown and devour its own descendants to fill itself.
"Remove the seal? Th-that doesn't seem very appropriate, does it?"
"Legend has it that the eighteen layers of Hell were established by the Buddha. If I rashly remove the seal and accidentally