Bone fracture?
Ji Hao immediately looked at his broken arm. Meanwhile, an idea flashed across his mind.
His arm was broken by Pan Xi's tremendous strength. This was a kind of destruction, wasn't it? Ji Hao chuckled. All of a sudden, his left hand silently disintegrated into a cloud of dark shadow particles. Next, Pan Xi's pair of arms swished straight down towards his chest, along with a splendid seven-colored light.
In the next moment, Ji Hao's understanding of the great Dao of destruction improved slightly. His broken arm grew back out, looking exactly the same as his original arm. But, the strength of his arm and the power of destruction contained in it had both grown by thirty percent.
Destruction was the source of power!
Destroying others, or destroying oneself.
The sudden enlightenment brought to Ji Hao by his broken arm allowed him to cast an unfathomable power. His new arm easily gripped both of Pan Xi's hands. The black flame and the colorful light clashed intensely against each other. This time, Ji Hao's arm only vibrated slightly, but a terrifying bone-cracking noise came from Pan Xi's white and tender arms.
"Ji Hao!" Pan Xi's eyes shone with a dim, seven-colored light as she looked at Ji Hao and said with a deep voice, "Our master has given his order. You are the archenemy of our kind. Our people..."
"How noisy. What can your clansmen do to me?" Ji Hao laughed out loud, then pushed his left arm forward. The enormous swirl of light transformed from the black flame minced the colorful light released from Pan Xi's hands and tore off a large piece of skin from her tender and white arm, exposing her crystal-clear arm bones, which were thickly covered in cracks.
Ji Hao forced Pan Xi back for tens of steps, then gripped the sword with both hands and hacked down towards her head.
The Pan Gu sword buzzed sonorously. The moment Ji Hao wielded the sword, countless stars in the sky shone simultaneously. Through the starry void, streams of starlight flew into the Pan Gu sword. The sword glowed with a dazzling seven-colored light, creating a magnificent seven-colored light screen in the world. It looked like a colorful waterfall pouring down from the sky, unstoppably descending to Pan Xi.
Pan Xi's face twitched intensely. Her body paused for a moment, then she abruptly clapped her hands. A faint aroma puffed out of her palms, then streams of light transformed into a splendid, seven-colored light screen, standing above her head. The light screen had thirty-six layers, and in each layer, six towers were shining brightly. On top of each tower, countless golden-armored divine warriors had been walking, releasing a sacred sense of power that would make people want to kneel down and worship it.
Facing Ji Hao's startling sword move, the sky devil, who had controlled Pan Xi's body, subconsciously gave up on fighting Ji Hao head-on. Instead, it chose to face Ji Hao with the magic of its kind, which it was best at.
Ji Hao smiled. Although these extraterrestrial demons were hard to deal with, they had weaknesses in their bones. Instinctively, they believed in the powers of their kind, but didn't believe in the powers of Pan Xi, a world creator. If the sky devil, who controlled Pan Xi's body, could release all of Pan Xi's power, not even Ji Hao could do anything to her now.
However, facing Ji Hao's threat, this sky devil chose to fight against Ji Hao with its own power, and gave up on Pan Xi's power as a saint. She was courting death!
The Pan Gu sword descended from the sky and shattered the thirty-six layers of colorful light screens. The six pagodas on each layer were torn apart by the sword light, and countless golden-armored warriors screamed shrilly as they were killed by Ji Hao with one sword move. The sword light flashed as the Pan Gu sword landed heavily on Pan Xi's body. The sword edge went down from the spot between her eyebrows and came out from her lower abdomen, nearly cutting her into two.
"Show some mercy!" The moment Ji Hao wielded the sword, Netherworld Hierarch growled out from aside.
Hearing Netherworld Hierarch's shout, Ji Hao slightly raised his wrist and saved Pan Xi from being chopped into two by Netherworld Hierarch. Even so, a big half of Pan Xi's body was cut open. Seven-colored blood spurted out, turning into colorful beads and falling to the ground once they touched the air.
The sky devil hiding inside Pan Xi's body screamed shrilly, transformed into a colorful glow, and hurriedly rose into the sky.
The Pan Gu bell buzzed deeply and rose from Ji Hao's head. Streams of Chaos power surged out and wove into an enormous bell-shaped screen that wrapped the colorful light up. Ji Hao opened his mouth and let out a black stream of fire. The mushroom-like fire rolled the colorful light up and released a destructive power. Within a couple of breaths, this sky devil was turned into nothingness.
Strong original soul power surged out of the black fire. Ji Hao's embryo of Dao was fully activated, absorbing the original soul power of the sky devil into his body. Ji Hao grabbed Pan Xi's neck, which had blood spurting out of it, then turned around and grinned at Blood Pool, "Elder, do you want her? But, she belongs to the Magi Palace! "
Blood Pool threw a threatening glance at Ji Hao and shouted, "Cut the crap! This Pan Xi belongs to both the humankind and me. Bring her to me now. Let's see this sword move of yours..."
Blood Pool quivered all of a sudden, staring at the Pan Gu sword in Ji Hao's hand as if he were a ghost.
Only now did he realize that no matter who controlled Pan Xi's body, her body was indeed the body of a saint who created the world. Even though the original world of Pan Xi world wasn't as strong as the original world of Pan Gu world, the body of a world creator couldn't be harmed by any ordinary weapon.
Ji Hao nearly cut Pan Xi into two with a single sword move. What kind of supreme treasure was the Pan Gu sword in his hand?
Blood Pool's heart even twitched. He was afraid that even the two accompanying supreme treasures of his true body couldn't compare with the Pan Gu sword. Ji Hao, this kid is getting scarier and scarier!
Down in the Divine Tortoise Pavilion, Emperor Xun screamed in disbelief. "How can this be? Xi Ji, my Xi Ji! Ji Hao, how dare you hurt my Xi Ji? Give Xi Ji back to me now. Otherwise, you will become a mortal enemy of the humankind! "
Ji Hao looked at Emperor Xun coldly and said, "Mortal enemy? Do you have the right to say that? "
Raising the Pan Gu sword, Ji Hao prepared to kill Emperor Xun. But suddenly, a stream of light descended from the sky. Mounted on Xie Zhi's back, Hao Tao hurriedly descended from the sky and said, "Ji Hao, Ji Hao, don't worry about this for now. Over there... we need nine provinces' weapons!"
Ji Hao raised his head in surprise, looked at Hao Tao and asked, "Nine provinces' weapons? What do you mean? "
Hao Tao responded with a deep voice, "Collect the nine provinces' weapons, preferably the ones that have slaughtered living beings. Merge them into the cauldrons, and suppress the enemies with the fierceness of our warriors."
Ji Hao blinked his eyes and looked at Hao Tao. Did Si Wen Ming need nine provinces' weapons to forge the nine cauldrons?
Hah, the nine cauldrons weren't finished yet, but Si Wen Ming had already brought up the concept of 'nine provinces'? It seemed that Hao Tao had already accepted this idea.
"Then, this thing?" Ji Hao pointed at Emperor Xun.
"Keep him alive." Hao Tao gave Emperor Xun a complicated glance.
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