Ao Li and Feng Qinxin, this pair of extremely bad-tempered people, didn't return to Pan Gu world even when the flood reached the sky. Instead, they stayed in Pan Jia world to gain benefits.
They came back, but they didn't even send a message to Ji Hao.
Even weirder, they were kneeling under Pan Jia's feet in an extremely humble way … Pan Jia, why did she come to Pan Gu world? What did she want? What was she plotting?
Based on Ji Hao's understanding of Pan Jia, she was the owner of Pan Jia world. Her body was destroyed, and only her soul was left. She was gentle, and didn't like to cause any trouble. No matter what happened, she would never treat Ao Li and Feng Qinxin like this. She wouldn't let them kneel under her feet like slaves and follow her orders.
Not to mention the fact that with their tempers, how could they kneel there so obediently?
Ji Hao glanced at the group of people around Pan Jia. Some were ancient dragons, some were powerful phoenixes. All of them had their hands lowered, cautiously standing aside. Not even one of them breathed loudly.
"Something's wrong!" Ji Hao took a few steps back, sat on a rock with his eyes narrowed, and murmured to himself.
"Very strange!" Netherworld Hierarch excitedly looked at Pan Jia. From time to time, strands of dark mist rose from his eyes. If one looked closer, one would find that the dark mist was composed of billions of tiny spell symbols, sparkling with a dim light. At the moment, Netherworld Hierarch was like a fierce tiger that saw its prey, ready to pounce at any moment.
"This woman … is extraordinary. From her, I sensed the same sense of power as Pan Xi." Netherworld Hierarch trembled slightly as he said with a low voice, "My eighteen hell clones are on their way here. If anything happens … please help me as much as you can, little friend."
Ji Hao raised his eyebrows, looked at Netherworld Hierarch in shock and asked, "Pan Xi is in your hands?"
Netherworld Hierarch looked at Ji Hao in confusion and asked, "If not in my hands, where would she be? Pan Xi's soul has fallen, and only her body is left. Emperor Shun and those little ones made an agreement with me. They agreed to let me study and cultivate Pan Xi's body. If I find anything from her, I will share it with the Magi Palace. "
Ji Hao speechlessly rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling.
Once, the humankind and the non-humankind had a life-and-death game in Pan Xi world. During that life-and-death game, Ji Hao and his friends attained the body of Saint Pan Xi, the creator of Pan Xi world — a ridiculously strong body.
Later on, Pan Xi's body was taken away by the Magi Palace. Ji Hao thought that Si Wen Ming would let the Magi Palace's Maguspriests study Pan Xi's body on their own, and perhaps, discover some secrets about the creation of the world from it. He didn't think that Si Wen Ming would give Pan Xi's body to Netherworld Hierarch.
But thinking about it, this seemed to be reasonable. Based on the current power of the Magi Palace, Pan Xi's body wouldn't be able to learn too much from it. But he gave it to the Netherworld Daoist, who was very experienced in this aspect!
"That's Pan Xi's body … This woman is the soul of Saint Pan Jia, the creator of Pan Jia world." Ji Hao took a deep breath and secretly sent a message to Netherworld Hierarch, "Once, I sneaked into Pan Jia world, met Pan Jia, and gained a great benefit from her. That sun in Pu Ban City was gifted to me by Pan Jia with her great power."
Netherworld Hierarch's face instantly changed. His face twitched intensely for a few times as he murmured to himself, "She is the creator of a world. How could she, how could she, how dare she break into a completely strange world like this? In our world, her power will be largely suppressed. Her current power … Perhaps, she's not even as powerful as a human Senior Magus! "
Ji Hao pointed at Ao Li and Feng Qinxin, who were kneeling under Pan Jia's feet, laughed embarrassedly and said, "Ao Li, the ninth prince of the dragon-kind, and Feng Qinxin, the little princess of the phoenix-kind … Hehe!"
Netherworld Hierarch suddenly glanced at Ji Hao, then turned to Ao Li and Feng Qinxin as if they were ghosts. Netherworld Hierarch had seen ghosts all day long, but Ji Hao believed that the two living ghosts he saw today were the two oldest ones he had ever seen in all these years.
The dragon-kind prince and the phoenix-kind princess, the two proudest beings in the world, had been kneeling on the ground so obediently.
"Are they … possessed by ghosts?" A while later, Netherworld Hierarch murmured a cold joke, which wasn't funny at all.
"I'm young and weak. My cultivation base is extremely low and I've lost my physical body. I just want to exchange for a few Heavenly Treasures that can rebuild my physical body. That's why I'm taking out this treasure that's been passed down from my ancestors." Pan Jia sighed slightly, then softly sat up from her throne and slightly swung her long and slim fish tail.
"If any Fellow Daoist has a precious treasure that can reconstruct my body, I'll trade with him … Of course, if any of you want to bully the weak and rob me of my treasure … I can only beg you to uphold justice for me, Fellow Daoists."
Pan Jia's words were truly beautiful. Her great charm flushed the hearts of all living beings on the scene like torrents.
Clangs of weapons could be heard without an end. Weapons fell from the hands of many spirit creatures. Many of them sat on the ground with their faces blushed and bodies softened, drooling. They stared at Pan Jia in a daze.
The stone pillar Pan Jia sat on was located in the furthest area of the auction house, at least tens of miles away from the auction house.
Among all spirit creatures on the scene, many were powerful spirit creature kings. Surely, they could clearly see Pan Jia's stunning beauty from tens of miles away. Shockingly, even for the weakest water-kind spirit creatures, who couldn't see through tens of miles of space, Pan Jia's seductive look still shone into their eyes and souls, leaving an unerasable impression in their hearts.
"Beautiful, so beautiful!" The few dark water serpents softly sat on the ground as well, staring at Pan Jia.
"This woman is mine!" A dark water serpent impatiently wielded his fist and yelled, "Who dares to compete with me? I will kill him!"
"What a shame, she lost her physical body. She only has a soul … Eh, a soul? Brothers, are you going to f * ck a ghost? " Abruptly, a muscular crocodile with a rough face roared out, "Who has a natural treasure that can rebuild a physical body? Hurry up, take it out! "
All spirit creatures in the auction house realized what was going on and shouted out together.
"No magic crystals, no magic crystals! Give me the treasures that can heal your physical bodies!"
"Let this beauty recover her body, let this beauty recover her body!"
"Hurry, hurry, haha, this beauty, and this fan, I want them all!"
The auction house was in chaos. Countless demons and ghosts were making a racket.
Ji Hao and Netherworld Hierarch glanced at each other. This wasn't right!
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