Shrouding the Heavens

25: Toiling of a Divine Bell 25: Toiling of a Divine Bell Editor: Atlas Studios “What?!” Everyone was shocked, since they knew that Ye Fan would definitely not just randomly make stuff up, so he definitely had noticed something that they hadn’t.

Li Changqing, Liu Yunzhi, and that woman who constantly fought with Ye Fan all changed expressions as they nervously looked all around.

Ye Fan noted all the expressions of the people after he spoke.

Throughout this entire course of events, he had remained as calm as a tranquil lake.

He used this to find out who was sincere and who was being fake.

Only now did he begin to prove his innocence by explaining the crucial point.

“You can all personally go check his throat.

His Adam’s apple has been crushed; no matter how powerful a person is, they wouldn’t be able to accomplish this.” Some people squatted down, personally feeling the corpse’s throat.

They quickly confirmed Ye Fan’s words.

Many people retreated a couple steps.

In the face of this unknown killer, their hearts were filled with a chill.

If it wasn’t caused by a person, then what did cause it?

Everyone’s backs were cold with a sudden sweat.

“Ye Fan, you know what that thing is, right?

Is it…going to come after us?” asked some people in a shuddering voice.

The red-purple scars on the throat seemed like they had been left behind by a malicious spirit’s fingers; thinking of this, several people couldn’t help but looking towards the inner coffin.

“We haven’t escaped the divine crocodiles…” When they heard Ye Fan say this, everyone was horrified.

Grabbing harder onto the divine relics, they nervously swept their eyes around their surroundings.

A female classmate sobbingly asked, “Did the Ancestor crocodile that was suppressed under the Great Thunderchant Temple come in with us?” That unrivaled Greater Demon was something Buddha personally suppressed.

They had only been in its presence for a short period of time, but it was enough for them to remember for the rest of their lives.

That kind of heaven-shaking frightening might was something humans could not be compared to.

“Impossible, it didn’t manage to enter, it can’t be!” Li Changqing’s face was deathly pale.

He had already lost the divine relic that he once had, so he was extremely nervous.

Standing beside Liu Yunzhi he tightly grabbed on to the jeweled vajra scepter.

“I didn’t say the Ancestor Crocodile had entered.

My meaning is that the huge bronze coffin has a small crocodile that snuck in.” Stopping here, he crouched down and used the weak cell phone light to stare at the corpse’s face.

“His expression is filled with fear and his eyes are open wide even in death.

This is completely consistent with how our other thirteen classmates died.” “In that ancient text I read, not only were there recordings of the divine crocodile’s appearance, but there was also a recording that said ‘when the divine crocodile devours man, it devours even the soul and mind, causing the heart to feel fear as the soul scatters.ʼ” The ancient lamp in Ye Fan’s hand was still firmly held in his hand even though its light was already extinguished.

Holding on to it as if to protect himself, he continued, “This isn’t a coincidence.

The expression on hisface is the exactly the same as the other thirteen dead classmates and the recordings in the ancient text.

In complete terror, the soul flies away and scatters.

There is definitely a divine crocodile inside causing trouble.” Ye Fan didn’t fear the corpse.

Pulling open its mouth, he really did find a bloody hole that went upwards into the skull.

Everyone immediately felt ice-cold all over.

That bloody hole was identical to the wounds on their dead classmates.

Only terrible creatures like the divine crocodile could so easily penetrate the human body.

Crushing the Adam’s apple while it bit the insides was naturally not a problem.

There was a divine crocodile within the huge bronze coffin.

But just many divine crocodiles were there?

Without the divine relics losing all their divine light, could they still defend against them?

People hearts were restless.

“If it’s like this, then divine crocodile should still be in his body.” “It’s difficult to tell.” Ye Fan shook his head.

“It’s still in his body, there’s something squirming in his chest!” Zhang Ziling suddenly shouted, pointing towards the corpse’s chest.

Plop.

Blood bubbled out, and the familiar malicious creature’s head appeared from within the abdomen of the corpse.

It was precisely a ten-centimeter long divine crocodile.

It became a ray of black light that rushed forward towards Ye Fan’s forehead.

Boom!

Ye Fan reacted quickly.

Raising the bronze lamp in front of him, a couple weak sparks flew everywhere.

The divine crocodile shrilly cried as it was penetrated by one of the sparks, sending it flying.

Dong.

Pang Bo’s reactions were also quick.

Lifting the Great Thunderchant Temple copper plaque, he viciously slammed it onto the ground.

A faint divine light was emitted from the copper plaque, smashing the divine crocodile into mincemeat.

“Liu Yunzhi, do you still have anything more to say?” Pang Bo asked Liu Yunzhi as he held the copper plaque.

“I was too impulsive.

But who would have thought that a divine crocodile would have entered the bronze coffin.” Liu Yunzhi didn’t say any more, let alone make an apology.

With everything that had happened and the tit for tat opposition, there was already no need to try and lower himself.

Pow.

Just at this moment, Pang Bo suddenly took action and a large palm ruthlessly slapped Liu Yunzhi right in the face.

The jeweled vajra scepter and the Great Thundersound Temple copper plaque simultaneously released specks of dim light that collided together, enveloping the two of them.

But it didn’t prevent the palm from landing on Liu Yunzhi’s face.

The blow was so powerful that a trace of blood even flowed out of his mouth.

“Sorry, I was also a bit too impulsive,” Pang Bo mocked Liu Yunzhi.

“You…” Everyone hastily blocked the two of them to prevent further conflict.

Liu Yunzhi’s look was completely gloomy.

Holding the jeweled vajra scepter, he wanted to charge forward.

But then when he recalled how the copper plaque had also released faint specks of divine light, he ultimately decided to endure.

“Shh.” Ye Fan suddenly signaled to be silent.

His gaze focused on the central inner coffin as if he were trying to hear something.

A short time passed before Ye Fan then asked everyone, “Did you guys hear anything?” Everyone was startled, as they had not heard a thing.

Ye Fan had a doubtful expression, and in the end, he slowly started walking towards that four-meter long inner coffin.

At this moment, the Bodhi seed in his chest was releasing heat, causing his abdomen to feel comfortably warm.

At the same time, the sound that he heard became even clearer.

He couldn’t help but reach out his hand and stroke the inner coffin.

Green rust covered it, but many carvings of ancient civilizations and gods could still be seen, giving it an air of simpleness and a sense of great vicissitudes.

Right now, he felt that the Bodhi seed was trying to forcefully open a door for him, allowing him to listen to an extremely special sound.

At the beginning, the sound was still quiet, but after a while it became louder and louder, and the Bodhi seed in Ye Fan’s chest became hotter and hotter.

The Bodhi tree was also known as the wisdom tree, the thinking tree, and the tree of illumination.

Legend said that Buddha himself had reached enlightenment under a Bodhi tree.

Ye Fan’s Bodhi seed had a picture of Buddha which had formed completely naturally through the cooperation of vein lines, making it appear extremely out of the ordinary.

The bronze inner coffin in front of him was simple and mysterious.

The sound it was emitting became louder and louder, sounding like the heavenly music of a Grand Dao, magical and profound.

“The path to Heaven is broken, and cannot be repaired…” The first sentence of the mysterious music of the Grand Dao originated from a famous saying from the ancient Daoist records, but the rest of it came from some unheard and esoteric ancient scriptures that were difficult to understand.

The resounding and abstruse music seemed to come from ancient times of desolation, as if the music had ripped through space-time to be in present time.

In the end, it tolled like a thundering divine bell in Ye Fan’s ears and was transmitted directly into his heart.