Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 810, Conflict of Old Seventh and Old Eighth

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silavin

Yu Zi Yu, reading through Sarcosuchus’ status screen, slightly narrowed his eyes, clearly satisfied.

The current Sarcosuchus fully lived up to his name, truly becoming the King of Crocodiles. The title ‘Ancestor of Crocodile’ was enough to say it all, a recognition even the System had acknowledged.

Overlapping Golden Scales covering his entire body, gave off a terrifying and powerful aura. Even his eyes, radiating an icy coldness, emitted a sense of terror that ordinary beings could not bear.

At that moment, as if sensing Yu Zi Yu’s gaze, a voice rang in his ears, “Master…”

The word, deep and hoarse, remained as cold as ever, but the fervor and reverence in the voice were palpable, even to an ordinary person.

“You’ve suffered greatly…” As he spoke, Yu Zi Yu looked at Sarcosuchus, whose spirit showed signs of exhaustion from the ordeal, and slowly opened the entrance to his Realm of Life. “Go, take some rest.”

“Yes, Master…” Sarcosuchus did not say anything further, everything was understood in silence. Then, Sarcosuchus, who was barely able to move, slowly moved his limbs.

*Thud, thud, thud…* Step by step, he walked towards a nearby emerald green portal.

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At the same time, in the Realm of Life…

Within the base of the Sentinels, the strong Transcendents raised their heads, one by one, looking towards the sky, seemingly sensing something.

“Sarcosuchus…” In a voice filled with seriousness and solemnity, Golden Behemoth, who had been quietly honing his strength beside a mountain, slowly stood up.

Surprisingly, Behemoth had reached the Golden Grade. Thanks to the Tier-6 Spirit Essence provided by Yu Zi Yu, along with his dedicated guidance, Behemoth’s Bloodline had been purified once again, elevating him to the royal lineage of Behemoths— Golden Behemoth.

His immunity to the Elements had reached an astonishing 90%, and his strength had risen once more.

Though he still remained at the Demigod Realm, at the threshold of Tier-5, his combat strength was terrifying to the extreme.

And now, this incredibly powerful Demigod, staring deeply at the golden figure emerging from the swirling vortex in the sky,  slowly dropped to one knee.

*Boom…* Immediately, a fearsome tremor rocked the ground, shaking even the mountains.

Golden Behemoth, the supreme powerhouse in the Sentinels, had knelt in respect.

“Greetings, Fourth Great One…” Golden Behemoth greeted in a sincere voice, showing an unmistakable reverence.

Great Ones, the rulers of the Misty Mountains, commanded respect. And Great Ones like Nine Tails and Sarcosuchus, who had ascended to Tier-5, the Realm of True Gods, especially so.

Now, sensing that Sarcosuchus had reached Tier-5 in physical strength, resembling a prehistoric beast that had come to life, Golden Behemoth lowered his noble head.

However, as Golden Behemoth’s voice reverberated through the sky, other powerful beings seemed to snap to attention, their expressions shifting in realization.

“The Fourth Great One has really stepped into the True God Realm?”

“It’s not likely to be false. That Behemoth fellow treats all the other Great Ones as equals, except for the First Great One. If the Fourth had not reached the level of a True God, Behemoth wouldn’t have knelt on one knee.”

“My goodness, no wonder I sensed something different about Fourth Great One’s aura—it turns out… he’s reached the True God Realm.”

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Amidst astonished exclamations, countless powerful beings knelt on one knee, paying their respects to the golden figure walking out from the vortex in the sky.

“Greetings, Great One…” In unison, their voices echoed like waves, shaking the entire Realm of Life.

Sarcosuchus, on the other hand, did not say anything or do anything. He shot a glance at the Spirit Lake at the deepest corner of the Realm of Life, out saying much or doing anything, glanced at the vast spiritual lake at the deepest part of the Realm of Life.

*Smack…* Then, with a sudden flick of his golden tail, Sarcosuchus’ figure vanished in a flash, disappearing into the horizon.

Moments later…

*Boom…* A loud splash erupted from the Spirit Lake as water splashed hundreds of meters high into the air.

At the same time, a massive vortex of Spiritual Energy appeared in the sky, pulling in the surrounding energy.

In the sky, a phantom of the Azure Dragon appeared, with its mouth open, continuously exhaling Vitality into the swirling vortex.

Although Sarcosuchus had made a breakthrough, he had somewhat overdrawn his potential. If he did not refine his power carefully, it could develop into future complications.

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Meanwhile, Yu Zi Yu, sensing Sarcosuchus submerging into the depths of the Realm of Life’s Spirit Lake, smiled with satisfaction.

Sarcosuchus, or Little Fourth, had proven to be a true confidant. He had always been Yu Zi Yu’s most reliable beast, guarding Misty Mountains.

In Human terms, Sarcosuchus was like a general of a great nation, commanding respect across the lands. Now that he had advanced, Yu Zi Yu couldn’t be more pleased.

However, seemingly having thought of something, Yu Zi Yu could not help but sigh. *Sigh…*

A rare look of concern appeared on his face.

“Master…?” Sensing Yu Zi Yu’s distress, Nine Tails approached and asked softly, “Are you worried about Old Seventh and Old Eighth?”

Old Seventh—Tyrannotitan was a formidable creature whose combat prowess had grown significantly. He had recently advanced to Tier-4. Yet, for someone of his status, that was far from enough. As the Seventh Divine Beast of Misty Mountains, if he could not rule over a world, it would be a disgrace to his title.

Understanding this, Titan had gone into seclusion after breaking through to Tier-4, not emerging until now.

As for Old Eighth—Tundra, the Mammoth, his situation was even more complicated. Among the ten Divine Beasts, his talent was the dullest.

Despite Yu Zi Yu’s help, allowing him to break through to Tier-4, his combat strength was still far from extraordinary. Even now, he remained in Bull Demon’s territory inside the Realm of Earth, honing himself in the gravity field.

“Old Seventh is doing better. With his recent surge in power, though he may not dominate all, he lives up to the title of ‘Divine Beast.’ But Old Eighth… haaaaa…”

With a trace of helplessness, Yu Zi Yu did not know what more to say.

Innate Talent was something that could not be easily solve.

When Yu Zi Yu initially subdued the Ten Divine Beasts, his status screen helped him select them. Even so, success could not be guaranteed.

It was normal for a few not to reach their full potential.

But now, with the rise of Misty Mountains, the Ten Divine Beasts had become a dominant force in the world. They were both the face of Misty Mountains and Yu Zi Yu’s pride.

Understanding this, both Old Seventh and Old Eighth had developed deep emotional burdens upon realizing their lack of power.

Their inner conflicts had only worsened over time, with Old Eighth even once requesting to renounce his title as the Eighth Great Beast.

It showed how deeply these two were struggling internally.