From Swamp Dog to Crocodile Ancestor

Inside the cave, Li Yi continuously spat out black poison bullets, which sizzled and corroded the scales on the surface of the two corpses.

This was the first time Li Yi had encountered such a huge prey, and he had to deal with it properly.

If it were a regular black-scaled crocodile, it would definitely abandon such a huge carcass of its own kind.

It has too many scales, making it difficult to eat; it's really hard to get a bite out of it.

But Li Yi is different. It has consumed several deadly poisonous flowers and plants, and the poison in its body has evolved to a very strong level, enough to corrode its scales.

As the sizzling sound continued, Li Yi swallowed hard, watching his prey gradually reveal its flesh and blood before his eyes.

This certainly has a fatal attraction for it.

The white python was coiled on the yellow wax stone, licking its wounds. Ever since it learned that the green crocodile was not dead, its ferocity had not subsided.

It holds grudges.

Not far away, a bloody scene unfolded.

After removing the scales from the green crocodile, Li Yi devoured the fresh flesh and blood, his stomach feeling like a bottomless pit.

Li Yi was satisfied only after the two larger green-scaled crocodiles had been completely devoured, leaving only a pile of internal organs.

It was completely full.

Within his body, the turbid energy belonging to the swamp surged, helping Li Yi digest these sentient flesh and blood. Li Yi soon felt sleepy.

It realized that it might have to remain dormant for a while.

The yellow crystal in the red-faced monkey king's hand, and that big willow tree...

These two things flashed through its mind one after the other.

After exchanging words with the white python, Li Yi lay down on the yellow wax stone and quickly entered a deep, peaceful sleep, beginning an evolution.

The white python then buried these internal organs deep within its nest, sending them into the deeper layers of silt.

Normally, it only needs to go out at night to absorb moonlight or take care of the spiritual water of heaven and earth; it doesn't need to hunt around at other times.

It no longer needed meat, constantly felt a faint drowsiness, and its size had reached a limit, beginning to shrink.

The white python knew that after reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining, it might also need a deep sleep like Li Yi to accumulate power.

Soon, the nest fell silent for a long time, and both the crocodile and the snake were fast asleep.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

The white python visited the pool of azure spiritual water twice and found that it had grown several times larger and could now hold a rock the size of Li Yi's head.

Ripples spread across the surface of the spiritual water, dispelling the pervasive yellow poisonous barrier from the carefully crafted hiding places of the surrounding white pythons.

The air here was unusually fresh and clean, without any sense of pollution, making the white python feel very comfortable.

It already has the idea of ​​moving.

However, we still need to wait for Li Yi to wake up.

Inside the lair, the white python silently moved here, its head bobbing up and down. After each inhalation and exhalation of moonlight, it would feel drowsy.

Instinct and bloodline are reminding it that it should slumber for a while.

The white python slowly opened its mouth and spat out a fist-sized ball of spiritual water, which it poured into Li Yi's mouth little by little.

Having done all this, it contentedly drifted into a deep sleep.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

For beasts, especially those who have embarked on the path of cultivation, a year or two is really nothing.

Their lifespan is far longer than that of human cultivators, but their intelligence is chaotic, and they mostly act on instinct, making it difficult for them to achieve anything.

But Li Yi is an anomaly, with a perfectly clear and intact mind; the white python, due to its bloodline, has an extremely rapid growth in intelligence, and its vertical pupils are filled with a rich array of emotions.

These two outcasts banded together for warmth, and here they quietly underwent a transformation.

During this time, even the white python stopped waking up and fell into a long slumber. Unbeknownst to them, it had already completed a molt.

Its coiled body was reduced to about one-fifth of its original size, leaving behind a lifelike remains, but without eyes, it stared blankly at the entrance to the nest.

The white python carried the large mass of green-scaled crocodile entrails to the bottom of the lair, leaving them to be slowly swallowed by the swamp and plunge into an unknown abyss.

However, things changed.

At some point, this large mass of internal organs slowly sank down, and then it encountered a large net and was caught on it.

The large net was a murky white, densely packed into a shell, its location unknown in the depths of the swamp.

Blood kept flowing from its internal organs, gradually staining the white shell red. Dark red blood streaks meandered along the layers of the network, spreading in the dark underground.

The shell formed by the large net is being permeated layer by layer.

The shell seems to be extremely sensitive to blood; once blood drips onto it, it no longer dries up but instead comes back to life.

After flowing through layers, the blood turned bright red, as if the impurities inside had been filtered out.

This day marked exactly one year since Li Yi fell into a deep sleep.

Li Yi opened his eyes again, waking from a deep sleep. His consciousness woke up first, and then his body responded little by little, recovering.

Upon initial waking, Li Yi did not move, but simply looked around.

The white python looked somewhat strange, exuding an aura of slumber. Its long white tail was wrapped around its own tail, while its head was raised high, looking at the entrance of its nest.

Something has infiltrated the system?

The thought appeared in Li Yi's mind, causing it to subconsciously open its mouth, and a jet-black liquid surged in its throat.

A strange fragrance was born from it.

After a long while, Li Yi realized that it was just a corpse.

With his body back under control, Li Yi felt the powerful energy emanating from it and wondered why he still hadn't grown a sixth black scale.

Is it because of his animal body?

Inside his body, the turbid air belonging to the swamp had expanded considerably compared to before. Li Yi's body size shrank once again, but his strength increased visibly.

After stretching his body, Li Yi bit down on the head of the white python's remains and began to chew it without any hesitation, eating the remains bit by bit.

As the remains gradually disappeared into Li Yi's mouth, the white python inside revealed its form.

This time, its size had shrunk, but its white scales were more delicate, with more obvious iridescent light shimmering at the edges, making its body look like a beautiful, ever-changing rainbow.

It kept its head down, motionless, seemingly still dreaming.

After swallowing all the remains, Li Yi sensed an extremely clear power contained within them—the essence of moonlight.

In an instant, a new idea came to it.

This appears to be due to an imbalance between the pure and impure energies within the body, with the moonlight being too weak and the swamp energy being too strong.

A wave of hunger interrupted its thought process.

Meanwhile, some unknown depths below the nest, the blood finally seeped through the white shell and dripped inside.

A massive figure moved slightly.