"Let’s see what happens first," Wang Ziwen said.
Many who didn’t get along with Ye Hei chose to wait and see. Of course, so also chose to help, such as Lin Jia, Liu Yiyi, and even Li Xiaoman.
Xiong Ba stood to the side, hands clasped behind his back, exuding a powerful aura that deterred anyone nearby from approaching or disturbing him.
RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
Before long, the reddish-brown earth suddenly began to emit waves of these deep sounds. The vast, empty land started to shake, as if thousands of horses were galloping across it, or as if a furious ocean tempest was surging.
"It’s a superstorm on Mars!" Kaid, who had co with Li Xiaoman, paled and exclaid in halting Chinese.
The faces of everyone else changed dramatically.
However, when they saw Ye Hei still calmly constructing the altar, they suppressed the fear in their hearts and curbed the impulse to flee. Ye Hei is so composed; he must have sothing to rely on.
They noticed the storm had not struck them directly but was being blocked by a light shield, which, however, was weakening.
At that mont, Ye Hei spoke, "The Overlord, Small God Crocodiles might be approaching. I’ll have to trouble you to deal with them."
"Don’t worry, it’s a small matter!" Xiong Ba’s voice was indifferent yet commanding, leaving the crowd bewildered.
Small God Crocodile? What in the world is that?
BOOM.
Before they could ponder further, an endless divine radiance erupted from Xiong Ba. Wind blades materialized from thin air, weaving back and forth.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
They seed to hear sothing being sliced apart. Looking closer, they saw creatures no longer than ten centiters and as thick as a finger. They resembled snakes but weren’t snakes, shaped more like crocodiles. However, they had no legs, and their undersides were bare. They were covered in black scales, looking as ominous and dark as evil creatures from the Underworld.
Are these the Small God Crocodiles Ye Fan ntioned?
A chilling fear spread through their minds. If Xiong Ba hadn’t intervened, we might have died without even knowing how! We didn’t even see them before!
Thinking this, they subconsciously moved a little closer to Ye Hei and Xiong Ba.
anwhile, Pang Bo and the others helping Ye Hei build the altar trusted him even more, each one full of energy.
Ti slowly passed.
A layer of Small God Crocodile corpses piled up on the ground.
Ye Hei’s altar was almost complete; only the inscription of runes remained. Ye Hei took up this task himself.
"The Overlord, do you want these Small God Crocodiles?" Ye Hei asked while inscribing runes.
"Take them if you want. I have no use for them!" Xiong Ba was dismissive of these Small God Crocodiles. His purpose here was to offer the Crocodile Ancestor as a sacrifice to the Upper God.
"Alright then, thank you, The Overlord!" Ye Hei said. He turned to Pang Bo. "Hurry and move these Small God Crocodiles onto the altar. They will serve as sacrifices to the Upper God later, and He will grant you rewards, enhancing your powers!"
"Okay!" Pang Bo’s eyes lit up. Unbothered by the grueso task, he rolled up his sleeves and got to work.
Lin Jia, Li Xiaoman, and the others didn’t want to be left behind. Having witnessed so many inconceivable events, they all knew that survival required strength. Compared to life, a bit of disgust was nothing.
"I’m going too!" Wang Ziwen and the others, who had been watching Ye Hei the entire ti, couldn’t sit still any longer.
They all began picking up the Small God Crocodile corpses and bringing them to the altar.
Ye Hei glanced at them but paid them no heed. He wouldn’t actively help them, but he wouldn’t deliberately lead them to their deaths either.
"ROAR!"
Suddenly, a spine-chilling roar erupted from the storm, so earth-shattering that it suppressed the thunderous sandstorm.
"BOOM!"
At the sa ti, a devastating aura surged skyward from the Great Thunder Sound Temple. The ground completely shattered, and a colossal being rose, shaking the very heavens.
In an instant, everyone felt as if their souls were about to be ripped from their bodies.
Deadly Qi surged and vibrated through the sky. The sandstorm stilled in its presence. The sky filled with Demon Qi as two lantern-like, blood-red eyes stared motionlessly at them from the darkness.
"Hahaha, the Crocodile Ancestor, is it? I’ve been waiting for you for a long ti!"
Just as everyone trembled on the verge of limitless terror, Xiong Ba let out a long cry, his figure soaring into the sky. He was adorned in the Overlord Armor, one hand holding the Mountain and River Seal, shining with divine light, like an peerless war god, ready to dominate the world.
"Oh, my God! So cool!" Kaid exclaid, his expression fervent, as if he were witnessing a superhero straight from legend.
"So strong!"
"So amazing!"
"Ye Fan actually knows such a terrifying powerhouse!"
Liu Yunzhi, Wang Ziwen, Lin Jia, and the others were awestruck by the sight of the divinely mighty Xiong Ba. The fear they had felt monts ago dissipated considerably. Their eyes glinted with longing and fascination. So, gods truly exist in this world! They can soar through the heavens, move mountains, and part seas!
"Who are you?" The Crocodile Ancestor’s mountain-sized body churned within the dark clouds, eclipsing the stars and moon, overshadowing the firmant. Its voice carried a hint of surprise. It had not expected to encounter such a formidable opponent here.
"I am Xiong Ba, Sect Hierarch of the Fengyun Hongng Divine Sect!"
"Never heard of you." The Crocodile Ancestor pondered for a mont, its massive head shaking.
"Mountain and River Seal!"
Without further words, Xiong Ba released the seal in his hand. Glowing with a mysterious yellow light and slightly larger than a fist, it shot forth and began to expand rapidly in the wind.
In an instant, the fist-sized Mountain and River Seal transford into a towering mountain. On this mountain, Rules flowed and rivers appeared, making it seem like a world of mountains and rivers in its own right. The divine might it radiated caused the heavens and earth to tremble and souls to quiver in fear.
An Extre Dao Emperor Soldier? No, that’s an Immortal Artifact... Ah!
The Crocodile Ancestor’s body stiffened, its eyes, as large as small hills, filled with boundless terror. At its peak, its Cultivation Level was only that of a Great Saint, and now its strength was not even a tenth of what it once was.
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