Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

Luo Qianqiu's willpower has increased tenfold. Although he has not cultivated, he has transcended the mortal realm and can control his body from the inside out, making full use of every bit of potential within him. He also wields a powerful Buddhist artifact, which is why he has achieved such an exaggerated record.

His formidable strength attracted everyone's attention, and people couldn't help but gravitate towards him.

Everyone understood one fact: although they possessed Buddhist artifacts, they didn't know how to use them at all, and could only barely protect the small area around them.

However, prolonged defense inevitably leads to defeat, and no one knows when the energy of the Buddhist artifact will be exhausted. At this point, the clearest choice is to align oneself with the stronger party to increase the chances of survival.

"roar……"

Just as everyone was fiercely fighting the little crocodile, a loud roar shook the heavens, and the entire Mars seemed to tremble.

At that moment, the Martian dust storm stopped, and only that terrifying roar remained between heaven and earth.

The light shield flickered erratically, as if it would shatter at any moment. Everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their faces instantly turned deathly pale.

Even Luo Qianqiu's expression changed slightly, and because of his keen senses, he could clearly feel the terrifying pressure.

At the Great Thunderclap Temple, a tragic aura erupted, reaching from the heavens to the underworld, surging between heaven and earth, like the waves of thousands of active volcanoes exploding simultaneously.

Even though the sandstorm outside blocked their view, everyone could still see two blood-red suns with crimson lines around their edges, giving them a ferocious and menacing appearance.

Clearly, it was not a spectacle, but the eye of some terrifying beast, its vertical pupils cold and chilling, sending shivers down one's spine.

Luo Qianqiu's pupils contracted sharply, and only one thought crossed his mind: the Crocodile Ancestor, who had been suppressed by Shakyamuni, had been reborn, and a Great Sage had arrived with terrifying killing intent.

At the same time, countless small divine crocodiles emerged from the ground, gathered outside the five-colored altar, and frantically attacked the light shield that was already as thin as a cicada's wing.

This was a life-or-death moment; it's no exaggeration to say that everyone had one foot in hell.

Once the light barrier shatters, even without the terrifying demon suppressed by the Great Thunderclap Temple making a move, these little divine crocodiles alone would be enough to wipe them all out.

Fortunately, at that moment, the five-colored altar trembled, and ancient runes of five colors flew out, shining like stars in the night sky.

Those who witnessed this scene were overjoyed, for it was a sign that the Tai Chi Bagua diagram was about to emerge. Once fully revealed, they could set off again and leave this ominous place.

Meanwhile, at the Great Thunderclap Temple, the pair of blood-red eyes grew even brighter, constantly surging upwards. Before long, they would break the seal and descend into the mortal world.

Luo Qianqiu's strong will kept his mind clear. He did not indulge in joy for long before shouting, "Stop being passive and defend! Attack the little crocodiles! Their blood is also a special energy that can accelerate the energy accumulation of the Five-Colored Altar!"

When everyone came to their senses, their first thought was to look at the small crocodile's corpse on the ground. They discovered that, just as Luo Qianqiu had said, after the Tai Chi Bagua diagram appeared, the blood on the altar turned into specks of blood light, broke through the light barrier, floated into the sky, and eventually merged into the Tai Chi Bagua diagram.

This discovery immediately shocked everyone, and their previously fearful gazes turned fervent.

"boom!"

Instantly, various lights shone brightly, and everyone who had Buddhist artifacts began to take the initiative to attack instead of passively defending.

When it comes to matters of life and death, no one hesitates. They all know very well that once the demon beneath the Great Thunderclap Temple is unleashed, all will be lost.

They had to race against each other; it was their only chance to survive.

Luo Qianqiu, clad in a lightning-fast battle suit and wielding half a vajra, struck and stabbed with deadly precision, appearing almost like a god of war reborn.

The baby crocodiles fell to the ground one by one, their heads all pierced with bloody holes, and a very few were mangled beyond recognition.

Ye Fan held a bronze lamp and occasionally blew out flames to burn the little divine crocodile, reaping considerable rewards. However, when he looked up at Luo Qianqiu, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

The number of small crocodiles killed by the opponent alone is probably several times more than the number killed by him and Pang Bo combined.

"Brother Luo's physique isn't great, but his combat instincts are truly terrifying." Ye Fan muttered to himself before resuming his hunt for the little crocodile.

The five-colored altar shone brightly, Buddhist chants resounded, and the sounds of wind and thunder were incessant.

Soon, the Tai Chi Bagua diagram solidified completely, as if it had materialized. The eight symbols of the Bagua flickered and began to change in a complex and mysterious order.

Luo Qianqiu thrust out his Vajra Pestle, piercing through a small divine crocodile. Then, looking up at the unfolding Bagua diagram, he felt somewhat relieved.

He had already seen it once when he was at Mount Tai and had some impression of how the Bagua diagram worked. Now it was almost over, and soon the Ancient Starry Sky Road would be opened.

"boom!"

Two heavy rumbles sounded almost simultaneously from the Five-Colored Altar and the Great Thunder Temple.

The former signifies that the energy has finally been fully stored and is about to open the ancient star path, while the latter signifies that the Crocodile Ancestor has broken free from its seal.

A tragic aura swept across the land, the earth cracked in the distance, and a colossal creature soared into the sky, its power reaching the heavens.

Almost instantly, everyone felt as if their souls were about to leave their bodies and detach from their physical forms.

In the distance, the enormous blood-red sun tore through the sandstorm and arrived almost outside the five-colored altar in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their bodies instinctively filled with fear, and they wanted to bow down and worship the Crocodile Ancestor.

Even with a strong will like Luo Qianqiu, his back bent down, and he had to support himself on his knees with his hands to hold on.

Ultimately, he is just a mortal being now, and he is no match for the pressure of a Great Sage.

Even if this Great Sage is in extremely poor condition at this moment, with only a fraction of his strength remaining, he is still not comparable to him.

As the blood-red sun drew ever closer, poised to ascend the altar, the nine-dragon coffin, which had been lying silently, suddenly emitted a trembling sound.

The Crocodile Ancestor was surprised and stopped in its tracks, no longer moving forward.

Of course, it did not give up. Instead, it roared and ordered the little crocodile to attack the five-colored altar to test the secrets of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

The endless stream of tiny divine crocodiles sensed the ancestor's will and charged at the light barrier like madmen, disregarding their own lives.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

Due to the previous oppressive aura of the Crocodile Ancestor, many people collapsed to the ground, and some even left the protective range of the Buddhist artifact. Now that the Little Divine Crocodile has begun its slaughter, they have all become its primary targets.

The team, which originally consisted of thirty-one people, is now down to sixteen, with more than half of its members having been killed or wounded.

This wasn't the worst of it. Seeing that the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin didn't react to the Little Crocodile's actions, the Crocodile Ancestor also put aside his fears and took action himself.

"Boom!"

The heavens and earth roared, boundless black mist rolled, and surging demonic power blotted out the sun. A giant hand reached out from within, its palm and fingers alone measuring nearly a hundred feet.

The situation was extremely dangerous; no one could withstand such a being.

Just then, the Tai Chi Bagua diagram finally completed its evolution, and the Yin-Yang fish in the middle opened up, revealing a mysterious and huge passage.

An indescribable power erupted, causing the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin to tremble violently, directly repelling Crocodile Ancestor's hand.

"roar……"

Amidst the sandstorm, a slightly painful howl rang out, and the giant hand withdrew from the black mist. But everyone could clearly see that it was injured, its fingers and palm covered in blood.

The nine dragon corpses were still crawling there, but Luo Qianqiu discovered that the dragon corpses seemed to have come back to life, exuding a vast dragon aura.

But now is not the time to dwell on these things. He grabbed Lin Jia's hand and ran straight into the bronze coffin.

Once inside, safety is guaranteed to a certain extent.

After a few large strides, the two arrived at the crevice of the ancient coffin, just two more steps away from stepping inside.

But at that moment, Luo Qianqiu suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if he were being torn in two.

A frenzied will, like a river overflowing its banks, surged irresistibly into his mind, threatening to take over his consciousness.

"The Crocodile Ancestor's Divine Embryo, damn it, isn't its target Li Xiaoman?"

Luo Qianqiu was completely numb; even in overclocked mode, his usually calm mindset crumbled.

In his mind, the crocodile ancestor's will continued to grow stronger, attempting to completely take over his body.

But Luo Qianqiu's strong will allowed him to maintain a sliver of clarity, and he stepped with difficulty into the ancient coffin, before everything went black and he lost consciousness.

"roar!"

At the last moment, he seemed to vaguely hear a loud roar, full of anger and ferocity.