Xuanyuan Sword Suppresses the Crocodile Ancestor

Ji Hao strode forward like a divine king setting out, holding his sacred sword aloft as though pushing the stars of the heavens onward. His movements were broad and forceful, like an emperor descending into the mortal world—fierce beyond measure!

Every inch of Ji Hao's skin glowed. Divine power surged endlessly from the Sea of Bitterness into the Xuanyuan Sword, illuminating the patterns engraved upon its blade and releasing overwhelming radiance.

Boundless power of faith flowed through the void. The sacred sword rumbled as it swept across the vast world, its might swallowing mountains and rivers. Even the Crocodile Ancestor was profoundly shaken, his heart trembling before such power.

This was power that surpassed his own—the power that had broken through the Sacred Realm and entered the level of an emperor. A Quasi-Emperor Weapon!

"Something is strange. This sword seems to have been bathed in a Supreme Being's blood!" the Crocodile Ancestor cried in horror.

Although a thousand years of imprisonment had caused his cultivation to fall greatly, his vision remained. The occasional traces of ultimate power appearing on the Xuanyuan Sword were unmistakable.

Streams of radiant light filled heaven and earth as power of faith from Earth gathered toward it, thread by thread entering the sacred sword. It replaced divine power and stirred the might of this Humanity's Sacred Sword.

Ji Hao held the sword with both hands, his expression solemn. Empowered by faith, he seemed like an emperor. The bloodline within him resonated with the sacred sword, producing a sound like crashing ocean waves.

Every drop of his bright red blood emitted astonishing divine light. It shone through his skin and stabbed at the eyes, overflowing with vitality. Each drop of blood was like a divine furnace, containing fragments of ultimate Imperial laws as blazing divine flames rose from within.

"Awooo!"

Sensing danger, the Crocodile Ancestor took the initiative. The moment he attacked, heaven and earth seemed to shatter. A brutal aura filled the world, making people's souls tremble as destruction turned into death.

"Woooo..." A demonic gale swept through heaven and earth, like ghosts wailing and spirits howling. It was many times fiercer than the previous sandstorm, as though countless thunderbolts were splitting the sky and tearing apart the earth.

Within that towering black mist, a massive black hand reached down toward Ji Hao. Its shape was no different from a human hand, except that it was far too enormous—each finger alone was seven or eight meters long. Dark, gleaming, and sinister, it erupted with overwhelming divine power, terrifying many of those behind him out of their wits.

This was the peerless great demon personally suppressed by the Buddha!

Even after being suppressed for endless years, the moment he emerged, he still shook heaven and earth with incomparable might.

"Demon, do not be so insolent! Watch this young master suppress you!" Ji Hao shouted as he swung his sword.

A golden ripple spread outward as the fluctuations of a Quasi-Emperor erupted. It merely expanded slightly before a small asteroid in the sky was reduced to dust.

With the blessing of the Yellow Emperor's power of faith, the Quasi-Emperor Weapon Xuanyuan Sword could unleash its original might normally.

This was also because they were close enough to Earth. Even now, quite a few people still believed in the Yellow Emperor, the ancestor of human civilization.

Wisps of ultimate aura made everyone present shudder. The void shattered, and all things fell silent.

A human world slowly squeezed out from the shattered void. This was the Dao of the Yellow Emperor!

The world was bustling with human voices, and the mortal realm stretched endlessly. Ordinary people sang aloud while cultivators flew across the skies. Orchids and ganoderma gave off fragrance, Dragon Grass exuded its sweet scent, and crystal-clear shell ginseng grew everywhere alongside ten-thousand-year spiritual medicines. Rare birds and exotic beasts resembling three-legged golden crows, true dragons, divine phoenixes, and qilin appeared throughout the land. Humans and celestial beings lived together, as though it were a mythical world.

Under such a threat, the Crocodile Ancestor ignored the emptiness within his body and forcibly raised his cultivation. With an enraged roar, a hundred thousand heavenly swords shot into the sky, ringing sharply as they threw heaven and earth into chaos. They were layers upon layers of crocodile scales, clanging as they formed a suit of armor above the black marsh.

Amid metallic tremors, a set of black-gold armor covered the Crocodile Ancestor's body. He transformed into human form and charged directly toward the human world.

Divine power surged as he extended a massive hand forward. With a thunderous boom, the heavens collapsed. The black hand covered the sky and struck the human world, unleashing earth-shaking fluctuations.

"Crack!"

At that moment, with the human world at its center, the surrounding space underwent a massive collapse. Under the ripples of the Great Dao, it was shattered into glittering fragments.

Layer after layer of Great Dao ripples spread outward. Wherever they passed, almost nothing could stop them.

But only almost. There happened to be one thing here that could. The Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin glowed faintly, while the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram blocked every attack, leaving Ye Fan and the others unharmed.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Ji Hao retreated again and again. Drops of bright red blood fell, shaking the void. Fragments of Great Emperor laws burned within them. Forcibly wielding this Quasi-Emperor Weapon had brought backlash upon him, and the deathly aura he had only just stabilized showed signs of surging forth again.

"My blood will not be shed in vain!" Ji Hao remembered that many people in the original novel had used blood sacrifice techniques, though unfortunately he had never used one before.

Drops of blood struck the blade of the Xuanyuan Sword. Like a catalyst, the fragments of Great Emperor laws within the blood fused into the blade, allowing the Xuanyuan Sword to cross that barrier and draw forth even more ultimate power. Vast divine power swept across Mars, and everything seemed destined for destruction.

"This blood! You are the Emperor's Son of the human race!" A massive wound appeared on the Crocodile Ancestor's chest. His enormous pupils contracted, his expression filled with shock and disbelief.

Protected by the Five-Colored Altar, Ye Fan heard the Crocodile Ancestor's words and etched them deeply into his heart. Though he knew nothing about the cultivation world, the title "Emperor's Son of the human race" was clearly anything but ordinary.

At that moment, the surface of the bronze coffin began to grow hazy, shrouded in mist. The runes carved across it started to glow and awaken. The Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin was about to set sail once more.

The Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram appeared again. Ji Hao caught sight of it at once and secretly made preparations.

Ji Hao held the Xuanyuan Sword as overwhelming divine power gathered within it without being released. He simply stared fixedly at the Crocodile Ancestor. Wisps of ultimate aura made the Crocodile Ancestor's skin ache, as though the scales he took such pride in were worthless before this power.

In truth, that was indeed the case. If the one wielding the Xuanyuan Sword had not been merely a small Dao Palace cultivator, the Crocodile Ancestor would have long since been skinned and turned into a crocodile leather bag.

In the darkness, the Crocodile Ancestor's gaze grew increasingly cold, his blood-red eyes hanging like crimson suns. Suddenly, he fired two dazzling beams of bloody light that crossed in the air and sealed off the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram in the sky.

Ji Hao turned the Xuanyuan Sword, and a ripple spread outward, shattering the bloody beams of light.

Ji Hao said, "Are you still going to fight me? Cultivation is not easy for you. Do not ruin yourself. You should know that the one who sealed you is still in Desolation!"

"Shakyamuni!"

It would have been better if he had not mentioned it. The instant he did, the Crocodile Ancestor exploded with fury. Sacred laws rose up, overwhelming divine power surged, and with an enraged roar, black light burst forth as demonic flames soared into the sky.

Ji Hao's expression turned grave. He had never expected his attempt to backfire. He had only wanted the Crocodile Ancestor to recognize the vastness of heaven and earth and avoid ruining himself. In the original novel, the Crocodile Ancestor's fate had not been good—indeed, it had been quite tragic. As the first boss in Shrouding the Heavens, he had initially seemed rather imposing, only to be beaten to death with a single strike from the Human Demon and turned into barbecue.

The scarlet eyes were filled with rage as sacred aura swept through the land. Mountain after mountain was shattered and leveled. A single strand of a Saint's hair could slay a mighty cultivator, while a single drop of blood could shatter mountain ranges.