Shrill howls came from the woods, as those brutal Jia Clan warriors had been crazily hunting Eastern Wasteland archers.
Under the coverage of the power of the Heaven and Earth great formation based on Yao Mountain City, the powers of these archers had been weakened to an extreme degree. They couldnât even move or dodge easily by now. Therefore, facing those violent and cruel Jia Clan warriors, these archers were slaughtered like chicken.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
"Donât kill me! Please donât!"
"I give up!"
The cries and beggings of these archers came from everywhere in the woods. But, Ji Hao had hardened his heart and refused to accept their surrender.
Feng Xing had just recovered from the injury. At the moment, he squatted on the ground, and was in a daze. Silently, he looked at the last strand of ash left by Yi Shen after he was killed by Ji Hao with the nine suns devil-destroying arrow. Feng Xing stared at that wisp of ash, abruptly raised his head and laughed loudly, then burst into a rage of tears.
Yu Mu stood beside Feng Feng, gently patting his huge belly while slightly shaking his head.
Ji Hao held his hands behind his body and said with a strong and deep voice, "I shouldâve let you kill him yourself, but at that moment, I forgot to restrain my power." Clicking his tongue, Ji Hao continued, "He killed all your families. So sooner or later, Iâll kill all his families for you."
Every single word said by Ji Hao was filled with a strong intent of killing, but Man Man, Shaosi, Yu Mu and Taisi all nodded, as they agreed.
In this bloody era, if someone killed all of oneâs families, one would have to take the lives of all his families as well, if one had the power to revenge. This was a cruel and chaotic era. Ji Haoâs words were rude and violent, yet he pointed out the supreme principle of survival in this world.
When the last howl came from the woods faded, the group of Jia Clan warriors walked out of the woods one after another with their bodies were covered in blood. They politely kneeled down on one knee and saluted to Ji Hao.
Ji Hao nodded. He prepared to order these Jia Clan warriors to go back into the city, but abruptly, a strange power vibration came from a distance away. Ji Hao had absorbed the original soul power of a large number of sky devils, which allowed his spirit power to improve at an amazing rate. Due to this, he now possessed a mysterious, great power. With the power, he clearly recognized the nature of this power vibration, and the location of its owner, even though it came from a long distance away.
Snorting coldly, Ji Hao growled in a harsh voice, "All follow me! Yu Mu, you stay here with Feng Xing!"
Flashing across the air, Ji Hao rose into the sky along with a golden stream of light and reached hundreds of meter high within a blink of an eye. Then, he turned in the air, heading to where the power vibration came from.
Hundreds of Divine-Magus-level Jia Clan warriors shouted out together while excitedly flying up. They followed behind Ji Hao while rubbing their hands. Just now, the massacre stimulated their brutal natures, but they hadnât killed enough, and wanted to kill more.
Feng Xing took a deep breath. A pair of cyan-colored wings condensed from a fierce gust of wind suddenly spread out as he zipped into the sky. He followed closely behind Ji Hao, leaving tens of shreds of afterimages in the air.
From the sky, Feng Xingâs laugh could be heard. "Ji Hao, you killed Yi Shen for me. From now on, youâre my blood brother. We live and die as brothers!"
Yu Mu patted on his fat belly, gave a bitter sigh and complained in a low voice, "Youâre all fast, youâre all so fast. Look at all this fat of mine! EhâŠ"
Shaking his head helplessly, Yu Mu carried his large pot upon his shoulder, then leaped like a bouncing meatball, chasing behind Ji Hao. With every bounce, he could cover tens of miles.
Man Man, Shaosi, Taisi and Yemo Shanye all released their own powers and chased up. From Yao Mountain City, streams of fiery light roared into the sky. Those were Ji Xia and powerful Gold Crow Clan people from the city.
A half of the nameless mountain was flattened. Half of those hundreds of elite Gong Gong Family warriors were killed by a palm attack launched by Priest Corpse from the back, while the rest were all severely injured. Two enormous black flood dragons had their bodies coiled, shielding Gong Gong Wuyou with their tremendous bodies. Gong Gong Wuyou seemed to be in a coma.
The two flood dragons raised their heads, letting out black smoke and poisonous gas while roaring towards Priest Corpse with deep voices.
The scales of the two black flood dragons were cracked, their horns were shattered, while a big half of their bodies were nearly smashed. However, they still stayed by Gong Gong Wuyouâs side, fearlessly facing the great pressure given by Priest Corpse, and showed no sign of drawing back.
Priest Corpse looked at the two flood dragons smilingly and said, "Good, good, good, you two are pretty brave and strong. I can use a pair of spirit beasts to guard my place. Youâre destined to meet me. Just come, obey and come under my guidance. You will be happy, forever."
Laughing loudly, Priest Corpse reached out his hands. Each hand gripped the neck of a black blood dragon and lifted them up.
Gong Gong Wuyou lied in front of Zhu Rong Tianming. Zhu Rong Tianming raised his head and laughed wildly out towards the sky in pride. He pointed at Gong Gong Wuyou and shouted, "Gong Gong Wuyou, look at you now! Your Gong Gong Family has been going against Zhu Rong Family for countless years. Youâre the old bastard Gong Gongâs only son> Today, I will kill the only descendant of your Gong Gong Family!"
Turning around his left hand, a glowing-red machete was gripped in Zhu Rong Tianmingâs hand. The machete was spurting cyan, blue and purple flame sparkles. Laughing coldly, Zhu Rong Tianming leaped high up, then hacked the machete down towards Gong Gong Wuyuoâs head with all of his power.
Tens of badly injured Gong Gong Family warriors screamed out together. They boosted their last bit of power to struggle up, attempting to save Gong Gong Wuyou from this strike.
Bo Qiujia laughed tauntingly while gently pointing out his left hand. Faintly golden, glowing drops of water zipped out and fiercely bumped into the bodies of these Gong Gong Family warriors. They cracked their armors and even shattered their bodies.
Buzz! The machete holding in Zhu Rong Tianmingâs hands violently hacked on Gong Gong Wuyouâs head.
A black mist puffed up from between Gong Gong Wuyouâs eyebrows. Within the mist, Gong Gongâs pale face emerged. A black sphere of mist held the machete up. Meanwhile, Gong Gong stared at Zhu Rong Tianming and growled, "Little bastard, how dare you hurt Wuyou, my son?!"
Zhu Rong Tianming roared furiously. He pointed at Gong Gong and screamed, "Gong Gong, even you canât save your son this time! Donât even think about it!"
Turning around his right hand, Zhu Rong Tianming took out a red divine talisman and fiercely slapped on the black mist sphere. The divine talisman exploded, and within a sphere of thunder-flame, Zhu Rongâs figure showed up. Zhu Rongâs right fist punched down like a blazing shooting star, shattering the black mist that rose from Gong Gong Wuyouâs forehead. After that, the thunder-flame released from the divine talisman faded away along with the black mist.
Laughing out wildly once again, Zhu Rong Tianming hacked Gong Gong Wuyouâs head and cut him into two, from the head to the feet.
Zhu Rong Tianming worried that Gong Gong Wuyou might still survive. So, he crazily wielded the machete over and over again, until Gong Gong Wuyou was chopped into meat paste.
From high up in the air, there came a mad, furious roar. Following that, dense dark clouds gathered from all directions.