Seeing Blood Crown's target, Ji Hao made his initial judgment about Blood Crown's personality!
Blood Crown was definitely a perfectionist with a slight tendency of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Fan Hai wasn't the one who was the closest to Dim Cloud, nor was he the one with the strongest power vibration among all the people in the prison, neither was he the one who seemed to be the most important.
At least, Emperor Shun was surrounded by a large group of earls and marquises. In terms of status, Emperor Shun was much more important than Fan Hai, the emperor in power.
Among all the targets in the prison, Fan Hai was definitely the most unattractive one. After all, he was from the Nether Moon. Nether Moon people had to deal with zombies and ghosts all day long. Fan Hai was an emperor in power, but he was skinny and had a strong negative power vibration. Among all the people in the prison, he was definitely the ugliest, the most annoying one.
Blood Crown pointed his finger out, pointing straight at Fan Hai's erect eye.
For Yu Clan people, the erect eye was the source of their power, the origin of their lives. To them, the erect eye was even more important than the heart. Yu Clan people whose hearts were crushed wouldn't die within a short while, but once their erect eyes were broken, their souls would perish immediately.
Fan Hai let out a shrill howl. The layers of defensive seals in front of him were broken by Ji Hao's finger, and a terrifyingly great pressure sealed the space around his body. He attempted to break the space and teleport away, but he couldn't move at all.
Standing beside Fan Hai, the expressions of Piji Nu, Dishi Yanluo, Polo Jia, and the other emperors in power changed dramatically. None of them rushed up to help Fan Hai. Instead, they instinctively stayed away from Fan Hai at their highest speed.
Yemo Luoye, who had been standing before Fan Hai, burst into a shrill scream and disappeared at a speed that even Ji Hao was shocked. In the next moment, she had already reached to the gate of the prison, hiding behind Yemo Sha and another Dark Sun power elder.
Even the two power elders from the Nether Moon didn't come up to help Fan Hai. With a trace of awe, they watched Blood Crown point his finger at Fan Hai. Resolutely, without any hesitation, they abandoned Fan Hai and transformed into two gusts of frigid wind, roaring to the gate of the prison.
The dignified ruling Great Emperor of the Nether Moon lineage was facing such a dreadful attack, but not a single human clansman or confidant had come to his aid!
Watching this, Ji Hao and the other human leaders couldn't help but feel cold. Now, they had a deeper understanding of Yu Clan nobles — Yu Clan nobles were definitely unreliable, and on battlefields, they could never trust their backs to these people!
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Fan Hai screamed hoarsely. Within his erect eye, streams of gray, misty power of death coiled around. He gripped an oddly shaped staff made from an oddly shaped spine with both of his hands. The power of death surged out from his erect eye, surging into the staff.
On the scepter was a pitch-black, crystal-clear, weird-looking skull with seven sharp horns. In its deeply sunken eye sockets, a wisp of green fire sparkled. Along with a shrill swishing noise, tens of fist-sized green fire skulls darted out of the eye sockets, darting towards Blood Crown's finger along with an ear-piercing noise.
A popping noise could be heard without an end. The green fire skulls created by Fan Hai with all of his power were shattered by an invisible pressure before they could approach that finger.
Poor Fan Hai. He hadn't even reached the stage of Sun and Moon. He was only a peak-level Divine Magus, and a half-step Supreme Magus at most. To deal with Blood Crown's finger with his own power was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. He couldn't possibly stop it!
With difficulty, Fan Hai turned around, looked at the humankind, and said, "Save me, half of my wealth!"
The eyes of the two Nether Moon power elders shone with a frosty light. 'Damn you, Fan Hai, he's dying, but he didn't leave his wealth to the Nether Moon people. Instead, he gave it to the humankind? This guy shouldn't have been chosen as the next emperor! '
Emperor Shun didn't say a word, neither did Si Wen Ming. Half of Fan Hai's wealth, half of the wealth of an emperor in power of Yu Dynasty, was indeed tempting, but they would never let their people risk their lives for mere worldly possessions.
Instead of letting a powerful human being take the risk and fight against Blood Crown through the air, he would rather sacrifice Fan Hai's life and take a closer look at how terrifying Blood Crown was. When Red Lei was killed by Blood Crown, everyone was shocked, because they didn't manage to see how exactly Blood Crown did it.
This time, everyone was fully prepared. Fan Hai was neither too powerful nor too weak, which made him a perfect target to measure Blood Crown's power.
Within a twinkling of an eye, seeing Emperor Shun, Si Wen Ming, and the other human leaders speak up, Fan Hai's face was immediately covered in a strong sense of death. He understood that everyone wanted to see how Blood Crown killed him. Through the process of Fan Hai being killed, they wanted to analyze and figure out how powerful Blood Crown was!
'Bloody things!'
Fan Hai laughed bitterly. Suddenly, a dense cloud of dark mist rose from his scrawny face, surging into the staff.
Along with a shrill scream, the staff quaked intensely. In front of Fan Hai's body, less than thirty meters away from his finger, nine layers of bone walls emerged. The glaring bone wall blocked Blood Crown's finger, but was shattered layer by layer by his finger.
"All of my savings!" Fan Hai left his people and growled to the humankind, "All of my savings … Or, what are your conditions?"
"All of your savings will belong to me. All zombie puppets of your Nether Moon, and the corpses and souls of all future Nether Moon warriors will belong to someone else!" Ji Hao's erect eye shone brightly. Through his spirit power, he quickly sent his voice into everyone's head.
Blood Crown's finger was only tens of meters away from Fan Hai. Within a moment, it could touch Fan Hai's erect eye. Words couldn't be spoken within a short period of time. At this moment, using soul power was the most time-saving, most appropriate way of communication.
"Alright!" Without any hesitation, Fan Hai gave a resonant growl.
"Netherworld, my friend!" Ji Hao gave a resonant growl while a triangular small flag appeared in his hand. He waved the flag and said, "Listen, all zombies and puppets of the Nether Moon, the souls and bodies of all their warriors who will die in battles in the future, are all yours! If you're interested, save him! "
A bronze gate, coiled in Netherworld power, silently opened behind Fan Hai. A snow-white, bloodless hand, that seemed to be condensed from dark ice, reached out of the gate, flashed across the space, and slapped on Blood Crown's finger.
Followed by a clear noise, Blood Crown's finger landed heavily on the middle of Netherworld Priest's palm.
Following a sizzling noise, strands of dense mist rose from where Ji Hao's finger and palm touched. The entire prison quaked slightly, then the thirty-six divine towers and four human altars turned into a puff of ash simultaneously.
"Interesting! The power of this Pan Gu world isn't as weak as the information says! You idiots, you didn't even figure out the true power of this world … Damn you! "
Following a deep growl, that finger disappeared.
"Fan Hai? From now on, your life belongs to me! "Laughing coldly and hoarsely, Netherworld Priest silently took his hand back into the bronze gate.
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