From Swamp Dog to Crocodile Ancestor

Under the big willow tree.

The white python coiled under the tree, its long and thick body looking majestic and imposing. Its massive size and the fact that it possessed the cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining were unmistakable. Its aura exploded outwards, constantly permeating the surroundings.

It looked worriedly in the direction Li Yi had gone to explore, then looked down at the ground that was losing moisture and becoming hard.

What's wrong?

Its biological instincts told it that a great disaster was coming, and the shadow of death had already enveloped it; that terrible and vague premonition lingered.

The white python's bloodline is special, and at this moment it feels that its fire bloodline half has been amplified.

At this moment, in this swamp, all spells cast by beings that follow the path of fire are amplified in power.

And all of this originated from that unknown force deep within the distant swamp.

Flames can burn everything and have great destructive power. If they are gathered together like this today, it will not be a good thing for the creatures that walk the path of fire, but a disaster.

"roar!!"

The white python was deep in thought when a roar interrupted it. It looked up and saw a group of wild boar demons ahead, their bodies covered in black and green fur, their yellow tusks sticking out, and their eyes red, charging straight toward the big willow tree.

This group of wild boar demons was clearly insane, fleeing recklessly. The one running at the front had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, followed by more than a dozen others at the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

As for those without cultivation, they probably all died in this sudden upheaval.

On either side of this herd of wild boar demons, there were many more swamp creatures of all kinds, all fleeing, but all avoiding the white python.

Just as the horde of crazed wild boar demons was about to charge at the great willow tree, the white python spat out a dazzling light like the sun, causing the surrounding temperature to rise again.

A dazzling light flashed, and pure solar flames ignited on its surface, vaguely revealing a small sword, which pierced through the air with a hiss.

The small sword pierced straight into the head of the leading boar demon, exiting from the back of its skull and instantly setting it ablaze before sweeping across the entire boar herd.

"Aww!!!"

A burst of solar flames ignited, and the fire raged wildly across the land, impossible to extinguish, engulfing the bodies of the wild boar demons.

They let out painful roars, murky water gushing from their bodies, and slammed hard onto the ground, rolling around in place, but to no avail.

The magical water was instantly burned away, and the power of the sun's flames surged dramatically in the current environment, becoming extremely terrifying.

After a few breaths, the wild boar herd stopped moving and transformed into a large pile of burning torches, standing in front of the big willow tree, separating the panicked swamp creatures.

Like rocks parting a stream.

At this moment, the sun's flames were unusually active, with tongues of fire licking at other places. Any other swamp creatures that got even a little bit of it were like maggots clinging to their bones, impossible to shake off.

Seeing the fire growing larger and larger, the white python panicked and hurriedly released moonlight water to extinguish it, but with little effect.

It could only protect the area around the large willow tree, which shows how much the power of the flames was amplified at this time.

While guarding the area, the white python turned its head and stared worriedly at the large willow tree.

The cracked ground visibly spread in this direction, and unlike the demonic ancient tree, the great willow tree, being a spiritual tree, could not move.

It will probably die sooner or later.

What about the mother crocodile that built its foundation there? It used swampy wood as its foundation, and was completely suppressed by this heat flow and underground disaster. Now, the passage that Li Yi opened up is probably useless.

Sinking it deep into the swamp will not only fail to protect it, but will also expose it to the source of the disaster, causing it to die even faster.

I wonder how Li Yi is doing.

The white python was thinking worriedly, but suddenly it noticed something, and a strange light shone in its pair of vertical pupils.

The parched earth approached the vicinity of the large willow tree, yet it did not erode the area. Although the swampy mud and loose soil around the large willow tree had dried and hardened considerably, water still flowed through it.

What's going on?

The white python manipulated the small sword to hover in mid-air, and then carefully explored around the large willow tree. In the end, it discovered that this situation originated from the large willow tree itself.

Ever since I first saw the big willow tree, it has exuded a lingering eerie atmosphere.

When the mother crocodile was building her foundation, she benefited from it and covered it up with vitality. Now, as this nameless disaster erupts, that chilling feeling has returned.

laugh!

Suddenly, the small sword moved like a fish, slashing through the flames and cleaving several creatures that were twisting and grotesquely charging out of the fire in front of it in two, killing them completely.

The white python breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, as long as the big willow tree could protect itself, that was fine.

Who cares what the reason is?

It now only hopes that the mother crocodile can successfully complete the foundation building as soon as possible. It seems that its instinctive mobilization of all its vitality for the final breakthrough was correct.

The disaster has spread here, and its remaining time is truly running out; continuing down this path will inevitably lead to defeat.

The white python thought for a moment, then dripped all the sap it had stored from the large willow tree onto the mother crocodile, before continuing to coil up under the willow tree to guard the area.

The sun's flames burned fiercely, but they did not spread further, as they were suppressed by the unusually concentrated poisonous barrier around them.

Suddenly, a whip flashed across the area, briefly severing the burning flames. A poisonous insect at the sixth level of Qi Refining was pierced through its body, lifted high, and instantly transformed into a carapace.

A frenzied aura spread outwards. The white python fixed its gaze and saw, to the right of the great willow tree, the ancient demon tree that had been stationed above the spirit spring had appeared out of nowhere, its countless branches flailing wildly and its roots struggling to move across the parched earth.

It was also on the run, and its aura was extremely unstable. It had already completed most of its foundation building, but was interrupted by this sudden disaster and could only cut off its tail to survive.

Forcibly interrupting the Foundation Building stage would likely result in significant backlash. As it fled, it hunted these normally well-hidden swamp creatures to replenish its strength.

The Devil Tree loathed fire. In such an environment, it quickly became listless, its leaves fell off, and it relied entirely on blood to sustain its life.

It quickly broke off the branch that had swept across the sun's flames, bypassed the large willow tree, and struggled to follow the main group in their escape.

This place is in complete chaos. Escape and fighting are everywhere. Bright red blood flows on the cracked mud, drying up after a few breaths and turning into brown streaks.

As the white python looked around, it suddenly noticed a dense cloud of poisonous energy rapidly approaching it.

Is Li Yi back?

The white python shuddered and stretched its head to look in that direction, only to see a ripple burst forth in the next instant, sweeping away the poisonous barrier and the burning solar flames, and blowing the white python away, causing it to crash into a large willow tree.

It looked around in confusion, only to see a gigantic yellow-scaled crocodile, its massive size fixed in place by the terrifying pressure of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, unable to move.