Ji Hao strode forward like a Divine King on the march, raising the divine sword high as though he were pushing All Stars of the Heavens onward. His attacks were broad and forceful, like an Emperor Lord descending into the mortal world, incomparably fierce!
Every inch of Ji Hao's skin glowed. Divine Power surged endlessly within his Sea of Bitterness, continuously pouring into the Xuanyuan Sword. The patterns upon the blade were illuminated, radiating a boundless brilliance.
Within the Void, endless Faith Power gathered. The divine sword rumbled as it swept across the vast Qiankun, its might swallowing mountains and rivers. Even Crocodile Ancestor was utterly shaken; such power made his heart tremble.
This was power above his own, power that had broken beyond the Saintly Dao and entered the realm of Emperors—a Quasi-Emperor Weapon!
"Something is strange. This sword seems to have been bathed in the blood of a Supreme Being!" Crocodile Ancestor said in horror.
Although a thousand years of imprisonment had caused his cultivation to fall considerably, his insight remained. The occasional traces of Extreme Dao power appearing on the Xuanyuan Sword were unmistakable.
Streams of radiant light filled Heaven and Earth as Faith Power from Earth converged upon it, strands of it flowing into the divine sword to replace Divine Power and unleash the might of this Humanity's Sacred Sword.
Ji Hao gripped the sword with both hands, his expression solemn. Bolstered by Faith Power, he resembled an Emperor. The bloodline within him resonated with the divine sword, producing a sound like crashing ocean waves.
Every drop of scarlet blood radiated astonishing Divine Light. It pierced through his skin and dazzled the eyes, brimming with life force. Each drop seemed like a Divine Furnace, containing fragments of Extreme Dao and Imperial Dao Laws, rising with blazing divine flames.
"Awooo!"
Crocodile Ancestor sensed danger and took the initiative to attack. In an instant, the world seemed to shatter. A tragic aura filled Heaven and Earth, making everyone's Three Corpses and Seven Souls tremble as destruction turned to death.
"Woooo..." A demonic wind swept through Heaven and Earth, sounding like ghosts weeping and spirits howling. It was many times fiercer than the previous sandstorm, as though countless bolts of thunder were splitting the sky and rending the earth.
From within the towering black mist, a massive black hand reached down toward Ji Hao. It resembled a human hand, except it was enormous—each finger alone was seven or eight meters long. Black, glossy, and sinister, it erupted with overwhelming Divine Power, terrifying many behind him out of their wits.
This was the peerless great demon personally suppressed by Buddha!
Even after being suppressed for endless Years, the moment he emerged, he still shook Heaven and Earth, his might beyond compare.
"Demon, do not be so arrogant! Watch this young master suppress you!" Ji Hao swung his sword.
A golden ripple spread outward as Quasi-Emperor-level fluctuations erupted. With only the slightest spread, an asteroid in the sky was reduced to dust.
With the support of Faith Power belonging to Yellow Emperor, the Quasi-Emperor Weapon Xuanyuan Sword could fully unleash its original might.
This was also because they were close enough to Earth. Even now, Yellow Emperor, the ancestor of human civilization, still had many believers.
Strands of Extreme Dao aura made everyone present shudder. The Void shattered, and Myriad Things fell silent.
A Human Dao world slowly squeezed out from the shattered Void. This was Yellow Emperor's Dao!
Human voices surged like a tide, and the Mortal World stretched endlessly. Mortals sang, cultivators flew across the skies, orchids and zhi herbs gave off fragrance, Dragon Grass filled the air with its scent, crystal-clear shell ginseng gleamed, and ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicines covered the ground. Rare birds and Exotic Beasts shaped like Three-Legged Golden Crows, True Dragons, Divine Phoenixes, and qilins appeared and vanished. Humans and Celestial beings lived together, like a world of Mythology.
Under this threat, Crocodile Ancestor ignored his weakened body and forcibly raised his cultivation. With an angry roar, one hundred thousand heavenly swords shot into the sky, ringing with metallic force and throwing 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 waves of metallic tremors, a suit of black-gold armor covered Crocodile Ancestor. He transformed into human form and charged directly toward the Human Dao world.
Divine Power surged as he stretched out a huge hand and grabbed forward. With a boom, the Firmament collapsed. The black hand covered the sky and earth as it collided with the Human Dao world, unleashing heaven-shaking fluctuations.
"Crack!"
At that moment, with the Human Dao world as the center, the surrounding space underwent a massive collapse. Under the ripples of the Great Dao, it was smashed into glittering fragments.
Layer upon layer of Great Dao ripples spread outward. Almost nothing could withstand them wherever they passed.
But only almost. There happened to be one thing here that could: the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin glowed faintly, and the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram blocked every attack, keeping Ye Fan and the others unharmed.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Ji Hao retreated continuously, drops of scarlet blood falling and shaking the Void. Great Emperor Law Fragments within them burned. Forcibly wielding this Quasi-Emperor Weapon had brought backlash, and even the Death Qi he had just stabilized felt ready to surge 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 himself.
Drops of blood struck the blade of the Xuanyuan Sword. Like a catalyst, the Great Emperor Law Fragments within the blood merged into the sword, allowing the Xuanyuan Sword to cross that Barrier and draw upon even more Extreme Dao power. Vast Divine Power swept across Mars, and everything seemed destined for destruction.
"This blood! You are an Emperor's Son of the Human Race!" A huge wound appeared across Crocodile Ancestor's chest. His enormous pupils contracted, his expression filled with shock and disbelief.
Protected by the Five-Colored Altar, Ye Fan heard Crocodile Ancestor's words and deeply remembered them. Though he knew nothing of the cultivation world, the title "Emperor's Son of the Human Race" clearly sounded extraordinary.
At that moment, the surface of the Bronze Coffin began to blur, shrouded in mist. The Runes carved across it started to glow and revive. The Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin was about to set sail once more.
The Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram appeared again. Ji Hao caught a glimpse of it and secretly prepared himself.
Ji Hao held the Xuanyuan Sword, its overwhelming Divine Power gathered but not released. He only stared fixedly at Crocodile Ancestor. Strands of Extreme Dao aura stabbed Crocodile Ancestor's skin painfully, as though the scales he took such pride in were worthless before this force.
That was indeed the case. If not for the fact that the wielder of the Xuanyuan Sword was merely a minor Dao Palace cultivator, Crocodile Ancestor would have long since been skinned and turned into a crocodile-leather bag.
In the darkness, Crocodile Ancestor's gaze grew increasingly cold, his blood-red giant eyes hanging like red suns. Suddenly, he shot out two dazzling bloody beams that crossed and sealed off the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram in the sky.
Ji Hao twisted the Xuanyuan Sword, and a ripple spread out, shattering the bloody radiance.
Ji Hao said, "Do you still wish to fight me? Cultivation has not been easy for you, so do not ruin yourself. You should know that the one who sealed you is still in the Primordial World!"
"Shakyamuni!"
It would have been better if Ji Hao had said nothing. The moment he mentioned that name, Crocodile Ancestor instantly flew into a rage. Saintly Dao Laws rose, overwhelming Divine Power surged, and with an enraged roar, black light burst forth as demonic flames towered into the sky.
Ji Hao's expression turned grave. He had never expected to make things worse. He had only wanted Crocodile Ancestor to understand the difference in power and avoid ruining himself. In the original novel, Crocodile Ancestor's fate had not been good—indeed, it had been quite tragic. As the first boss in Shrouding the Heavens, he had originally seemed rather imposing, but Human-Demon had beaten him to death with a single blow of his staff and turned him into barbecue.
His scarlet eyes were filled with fury. Saintly Dao aura swept out, shattering mountain after mountain and leveling them to the ground. A single strand of a Saint's hair could slay a Powerful Expert, and a single drop of blood could shatter mountain ranges.
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