In the nameless valley, there was an underground fire vent, which had been spurting out cyan smoke and purple fire all year round. From time to time, sticky lava would gush out of the vent. After the lava cooled down, some extremely precious natural treasures, which could only be found in the depths of the earth's core, could always be found in it.
Added with the fact that from time to time, a few pre-world or after-world fire kindling would spurt out of the vent, and any of these kindling could be made into precious magic treasures in the hands of those top-grade Southern Wasteland powerful beings.
Therefore, this small valley was directly under the jurisdiction of the Zhu Rong Country. The Zhu Rong Country occupied an area of a thousand miles around the valley, and built a small fort in the middle of the valley. Over a hundred divine guards were on duty in this fort all year round.
Ji Hao rushed towards the fort at his highest speed. Along the way, he kept fiddling with the treasures he had seized from the three dead men.
The three flying daggers had been branded with Ji Hao's soul and nourished with a drop of his spirit blood. After that, the three flying daggers had transformed into extremely sharp metal power and merged with the three fingers of Ji Hao's left hand.
Normally, when Ji Hao's spirit blood flowed through his fingers, he would nourish these flying daggers, gradually improving their power and deepening the connection between Ji Hao and them. After a long time, Ji Hao would naturally be able to control these flying daggers with ease, as if they were his own arms.
The bead, which had severely injured Ji Hao, had also transformed into a heavy sphere of white smoke and merged with Ji Hao's right hand. Every day, it would absorb a part of Ji Hao's spirit blood to nourish itself, and at the same time, this bead would constantly release wisps of heavy power to feed Ji Hao back.
Not to mention other things, after only one day, the strength of Ji Hao's right fist had become much stronger than his left fist, and the bones of his right hand were obviously much stronger than his left hand. After merging with this bead, Ji Hao's right fist could even be used as a heavy weapon to smash people.
From the body of the last dead young man, Ji Hao found two five-inch long flying swords. After some simple refining, the two flying swords had merged with the last two fingers of Ji Hao's left hand. At this moment, Ji Hao's left hand's five fingers would let out a sharp metal-clashing sound, which sounded extremely scary.
This secret method of merging treasures with oneself came from the secret method of refining treasures taught by the Fire Crow Clan's Maguspriests.
All Southern Wasteland Senior Magi would merge their inherited magic treasures with their own bodies, which would allow them to gain all kinds of magical powers. Ji Xia did so, Ji Zhuo did so, and even Ji Wu did the same to Ji Hao back then.
Ji Hao had been busy all the way. When he saw the nameless valley in the front, which was filled with a dense fire power, his cultivation didn't improve, but his fighting capacity had improved largely.
Because of the Earth Flame Vent, the forest around the small valley was scorched all year round, and the ground was covered with scarlet rocks. Even in the rainy season, there was not a single drop of rain within a few miles of the deep valley. Before the rain could even get close to the deep valley, it would be evaporated by the high temperature of the Earth Flame.
The bright sunlight shone on the valley. Ji Hao, who had stayed in the jungle for a couple of months during the rainy season, abruptly rushed into the sunlight from the rain. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes, stood under the sunlight in a daze, and spread his arms as much as he could.
However, in the next moment, a beast roar came from the back of a pair of horned fiery horses. Mounted on the backs of these horses were two heavily armored divine guards, who were holding oddly shaped long spears. The spears were over a meter long, dazzling streams of fiery light, pointing at Ji Hao's chest from a great distance away.
One of the divine guards, whose face was covered by a mask, growled in a muffled voice, "Kid, this is not a place for you to play. This is the territory of the Divine Kingdom, you Southern Wasteland people dare to trespass, you will be sentenced to death. "
The other divine guard's tone was a bit more polite, but a trace of arrogance could still be heard from his voice, "You're still young, so we won't make things difficult for you. Just leave now! Go back and find your elders, they will beat you hard for a few times. Don't bring trouble to your clan. "
Ji Hao didn't respond, only took out Man Man's identity tablet.
The bodies of the two divine guards paused for a second, then they leaped down from their fiery horses, dropped their long spears and took off their helmets, politely kneeled to Ji Hao and said, "Greetings, my dear lord. Do you have any orders for us?"
Ji Hao looked at these two divine guards in admiration. Their cheeks were covered with obvious dragon scales and a pair of small antlers on their foreheads. Obviously, they weren't pure-blood human beings. They were especially tall and sturdy, even kneeling on the ground, they were still half a head taller than Ji Hao. They were at least six meters tall when standing up!
"I'm going to the Zhu Rong Country, and I need to talk to Man Man. Please let me use the teleporting magic formation." Ji Hao said his request.
The divine guards didn't refuse or ask any questions. Instead, they straightforwardly led Ji Hao into the battle fort, and opened the teleporting magic formation that led directly to the central area of the Zhu Rong Country. Along the way, all divine guards looked at Ji Hao with awe and veneration.
Ji Hao knew that he wasn't worthy of these divine guards' respect, and all the special treatment was brought by Man Man's identity tablet.
Obviously, the status of the Zhu Rong Country in the hearts of these divine guards was high and mighty, and no one dared to challenge the dignity of the Zhu Rong Country.
The glowing red teleporting magic formation, which was built with the power of the earth core fire, let out an eye-piercing fiery light. Ji Hao's body suddenly paused, as a terrifyingly great power came from all directions, making all of his bones creak and nearly crush him.
Fortunately, his armour had been glowing brightly, neutralizing ninety-nine percent of the pressure for Ji Hao, which allowed him to barely survive.
After an unknown period of time, the light faded, and the pressure disappeared. Ji Hao stood on a broad square. Ji Hao looked around in shock, looking at this enormous square, which was entirely paved with fiery red jade essence.
The teleporting magic formation was nearly a thousand miles squared. Tens of thousands of different sized magic formations were flickering, and from time to time, large groups of people would be walking in or out of each magic formation.
Thousands of fiery dragons were hovering in the air — real, five-clawed, enormous dragons. They trod on fiery clouds and flew in the air. On the back of each fiery dragon, tens of heavily armored divine guards were sitting, holding long spears and crossbows.
Large groups of heavily armored divine guards were walking around in every corner of the square. Their footsteps sounded like war drums, showing that they had absolute control over this square. Without a doubt, if anyone dared to do anything reckless in the square, or if an enemy tried to invade through the teleporting magic formation, these divine guards would definitely launch a destructive attack.
Just like Ji Hao, once he showed up from the teleporting magic formation, at least ten long spears had already pierced into his body. The sharp tips of the spears were closely stuck on his skin, and the sharp hot power released from them made Ji Hao's body freeze, and he didn't dare to make even the slightest movement.
An elderly man, who was wearing a long red cloak, which was woven from golden threads, walked up to Ji Hao with his eyes narrowed, looking at him from head to toe.
"You don't look familiar, and you don't smell right either. You're not a citizen of the Zhu Rong Country. Where did you come from?"
"Take him down, throw him into a mine, and make him work hard for the rest of his life."
"Find out who neglected their duty and allowed this kid to sneak in here. From the top to the bottom, demote everyone to slaves, and send their families to work in the mine for a hundred years! "
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