Chapter Twenty-Five: The Divine Sound is Like a Bell

  "What?!"

  Everyone was shocked, they believed that Ye Fan was not shooting randomly and must have discovered something. Even Li Changqing and the female classmate who was specifically targeting Ye Fan next to Liu Yunzhi changed color and nervously looked around.

  Yefan had just witnessed everyone's performance, and throughout the process, he was as calm as a still lake. He also understood who was sincere and who was hypocritical. It wasn't until now that he began to clear his own name, directly pointing out a crucial doubt.

  "You can personally touch his throat, and his Adam's apple will be crushed. No matter how strong a person is, it's impossible to do so."

  Some people crouched down to personally verify Ye Fan's words, while more people retreated a few steps back, facing the unexplained corpse with a chill in their hearts. It wasn't human malice that killed him, so what was it? Everyone's backs were covered in cold sweat.

  "Yefan, do you know what that thing is? Will it... also come after us?" someone asked with a trembling voice.

  The purple-red bruise on the neck of the corpse was exactly like the fingerprint left by a fierce ghost. Thinking of this, many people's eyes involuntarily looked towards the coffin.

  "We haven't gotten rid of the crocodile god..."

  When Ye Fan said this, everyone was shocked and tightly grasped the divine artifact in their hands, nervously scanning their surroundings.

  "There's a female classmate with a crying tone, saying: 'Is it that crocodile ancestor who was suppressed under the Daluo Temple who followed us here?'"

  It was a monstrous creature that had been subdued by the Buddha himself. Although people only caught a glimpse of it, it was enough to leave a lasting impression. The kind of terror that shook the heavens was unparalleled.

  "It's impossible, it didn't follow us, it's not it!" Li Changqing's face was deathly pale, his hands no longer holding the divine artifact, extremely tense as he followed closely behind Liu Yunzhi, tightly grasping the Vajra Pestle.

  "I didn't say it was a crocodile that followed us, I meant to say that a small crocodile had mixed into the bronze coffin." As he said this, he squatted down and shone the weak light of his phone on the corpse's face, saying: "His expression is filled with terror, his eyes are wide open, and he died without closing them. It's exactly the same as the expressions of the other thirteen classmates who left us."

  "I saw a record of the divine alligator in the miscellaneous chapter of that ancient book, which described its physical appearance and also said 'the divine alligator devours people, taking both soul and spirit, causing the heart to fear and the soul to scatter'. Ye Fan's hand still tightly grasped the ancient lamp, even though it had already gone out, as if he was guarding against something. He said: 'This is not a coincidence, this death is the same as that of the thirteen classmates before, the same as the record in the ancient book, the soul flying and scattering in fear. It must be the divine alligator causing trouble.'"

  Ye Fan did not hesitate, this was a corpse, he pried open its mouth, and indeed found a blood hole in the mouth, which went straight up to the skull. Everyone suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies, that small blood hole was exactly the same as the wounds on those dead classmates.

  Only a god crocodile can easily pierce through the human body and crush the throat from the inside, which is no problem.

  In the bronze giant coffin, a divine alligator actually entered. How many are there? After the divine artifact lost its divine light, can it still be resisted? This made everyone's heart uneasy.

  "So, the Divine Crocodile is still inside his body?"

  "It's hard to say." Ye Fan shook his head.

  "There's still something moving in his body!" Zhang Ziling suddenly shouted, pointing at the chest of the corpse.

  "Hmm"

  A blood flower emerged, a familiar ferocious creature appeared on the chest of the corpse, revealing its sharp head, it was a ten-centimeter-long divine alligator, it transformed into a dark light and rushed towards Ye Fan's forehead.

  Bang

  Ye Fan reacted quickly, holding the copper lantern in front of him. Several weak sparks shot out, and the divine alligator let out a mournful cry as it was hit by one of the sparks, almost being pierced through, and flew out.

  "when"

  Pang Bo was quick and agile, swinging the bronze plaque of the Daluo Temple, slamming it to the ground with a loud crash, shooting out threads of divine light, using the bronze plaque to smash the divine alligator into pulp.

  "What else can you say now, Liu Yunzhi?" Pang Bo asked, holding a bronze shield.

  "I was too impulsive, but who would have thought that a divine alligator would enter the copper coffin." Liu Yunzhi didn't say anything more and didn't apologize. The situation had developed to this point, almost at an impasse, and it was no longer necessary to show humility.

  "Slap"

  At this moment, Pang Bo suddenly made a move, and a big slap was slapped on Liu Yunzhi's face.

  In the process, the Vajra Pestle and the bronze plaque of Daluo Temple both emitted a faint glow, colliding with each other and enveloping the two. However, all this was unable to stop that slap, Liu Yunzhi's face was slapped solidly, and his mouth corner started bleeding on the spot.

  "Sorry, I was too impulsive as well." Pang Bo teased Liu Yunzhi.

  "You..."

  The crowd rushed to intervene between the two, preventing a clash. Liu Yunzhi's face was darker than ever, holding the Vajra Pestle and about to charge over, but remembering that Tong Xuan had shown some divine aura just now, he finally endured it.

  "lie"

  Ye Fan suddenly made a silencing gesture, then looked intently at the coffin in the center, as if listening to something. After a moment, Ye Fan asked the crowd: "Did you hear anything?"

  Everyone was shocked because they didn't hear anything. Ye Fan looked puzzled, and finally he slowly walked towards the four-meter-long small bronze coffin.

  At this moment, the Bodhi seed in his arms suddenly became hot, warming his heart and mouth. It was also at this time that he heard a clearer voice.

  He involuntarily stretched out his hand to touch the coffin, which was covered with verdigris and carved with many ancient ancestors and gods, emitting a rustic and vicissitudinous aura.

  At this moment, he felt that the Bodhi seed in his arms was forcibly opening a door for him, allowing him to hear an extremely special sound.

  At first, the sound was still very small, but later it became more and more majestic, and the Bodhi seed in Ye Fan's arms also became hotter and hotter.

  Bodhi tree, also known as the Wisdom Tree, Enlightenment Tree, and Thinking Tree, is said to be where Buddha attained enlightenment under a Bodhi tree. The leaves of Ye Fan's Bodhi tree have natural images of Buddha, completely formed by the intersection of natural textures, obviously not ordinary.

  Before me lies this ancient and mysterious bronze coffin, the sound emanating from it growing increasingly majestic, like the celestial music of the great Tao, or perhaps the profound truth of the universe.

  "The Way of Heaven reduces what is excessive and supplements what is insufficient..."

  The mysterious Da Dao Tian Yin starts with a famous quote from the Taoist classics, but what follows is an unheard-of and abstruse ancient scripture that is difficult to understand.

  A majestic and profound voice, as if from the ancient times of chaos, pierced through space and time, finally shaking like a giant bell in Ye Fan's ears, entering his heart.