Ji Hao felt that his body was as light as a feather, and he couldn't use any strength at all.
Tens of crude beast-oil torches were stuck on the wall, and the altar, which was carved out of a giant rock, was thick and simple.
On the wall, a totem of a three-legged crow was drawn with some unknown beast blood mixed with mineral powder. Under the flickering light of the torches, the three-legged crow's eyes shone with a strange light, looking down at the entire cave.
An ancient sense of power spread out in the miles squared cave, wrapping Ji Hao up. Ji Hao felt that he had heard countless small voices whispering around his ears.
"Ancestors' souls, I, Ji Xia, am here, nourishing my child with my spirit blood. Hmm, bless him to have a stronger body than me, and make him the strongest warrior in the Southern Wasteland! Let him restore the glory of the Gold Crow bloodline, and restore the status of our clan! "
Ji Xia prayed loudly. He put Ji Hao on the altar, lowered his head, and grinned at Ji Hao. He took out a bone dagger and quickly cut his own wrist.
Qing Fu stood up with a pale face and quickly incanted an ancient spell. A strange buzzing sound echoed in the cave.
The spirit blood flowing out of Ji Xia's wrist floated in the air drop by drop. Every drop of spirit blood was squirming slowly, gradually changing its shape under Qing Fu's control. At last, it turned into a human-head-sized, three-legged crow, which had been releasing a great heat.
Qing Fu also cut her own wrist with the bone dagger and injected a stream of blood into the three-legged crow.
"Ghosts and Gods in the world, I, Qing Fu, beg for your mercy. Please bless my son. I hope he can grow up healthily, I hope he can have superhuman wisdom, I hope he can live a peaceful and happy life! "
Qing Fu prayed in a low voice. As her blood was injected into the crow, countless faintly visible spell symbols sparkled on the three-legged crow, and Qing Fu's pale face became almost transparent.
Ji Hao, who had just been born, lay on the altar, staring at Ji Xia and Qing Fu in shock.
The three-legged crow, which was condensed from their blood, slowly descended and merged with Ji Hao's body, releasing a great heat.
…
Along with a strange swooshing noise, a cold gust of wind and countless sharp, black ice beams gushed into the cave through the entrance.
Wrapped in the cold wind were a few badly mutilated corpses. Their tall and sturdy bodies were cut into pieces by the sharp ice light. Their simple and honest faces were full of shock and disbelief.
Ji Xia and Qing Fu turned their heads back in shock. A water-bucket-thick, tens of feet long horned serpent darted into the altar like a spinning top, while spewing out frosty air and venom. Its thick tail swished towards Ji Hao, who was lying on the altar, along with a shrill swishing noise.
Ji Xia, who had just injected a big half of his spirit blood into Ji Hao's body and was severely injured, let out a raging roar. Fiery light darted out from his arms, along with which, a shield forged from dragon scales and a long spear made from mulberry wood darted out. The shield blocked the tail of the serpent, and the spear pierced through the head of the Horned Black Serpent, leaving a trail of fire behind it.
"Who dares to invade our Fire Crow Clan's Gold Black Mountain?" Ji Xia roared, his voice was filled with a trace of disbelief and hesitation. "How did you get in here? This is the Ancestral Temple of our Fire Crow Clan! "
The body of the horned serpent exploded, and a black silhouette darted out. The black silhouette waved his hand, and over twenty ice blades darted towards Ji Xia. Ji Xia howled out in pain. Over twenty burning Magus Acupoints on his chest were punctured by those ice daggers. Large streams of blood spurted out from those wounds, splashing all over Ji Xia's body, who was lying on the altar.
Qing Fu let out a cry, and three long, black needles darted out from her long hair and pierced through the black silhouette.
The black silhouette howled in pain, then opened his mouth and let out a mouthful of frosty air. The frosty air transformed into a few thumb-thick icicles and fiercely pierced through three lit Magus Acupoints on Qing Fu's chest.
...
Ji Hao, who was standing beside the huge fire pit, was staring at Ji Kui, who was wearing a leather cloak and a skull helmet, with a great deal of curiosity.
Ji Kui, whose face was covered in wrinkles, gnashed his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "Those damn stinky snakes, I curse their souls to be burned by the Gold Crow's fire forever, never to be free... Ah, look at our little guy, such a good Maguspriest, he was just born, but his soul power was already as strong as an ordinary Maguspriest's. Such a good little guy, he was almost killed by them!"
Ji Kui bit his own finger and drew complicated spell symbols on Ji Hao's body with his blood.
"Xia, you haven't finished the blessing ceremony yet, so your Senior Magus blood and Qing Fu's have already missed the opportunity to merge perfectly with this little guy. The only thing I can do is to seal these spirit blood in the little guy's body. When he reaches adulthood, when his physical strength reaches the level of a high-level Junior Magus, the seal on him will gradually break, and these Senior Magus spirit blood will be absorbed by him slowly. "
"Don't worry, this little guy's talent hasn't been destroyed... My seal may affect his warrior training a little bit, but his path to becoming a Maguspriest is still smooth. Such a strong soul power, such a good Maguspriest! "
...
Ji Hao snorted slightly and opened his eyes.
In front of him was a dark rock wall, and under his body was a thick, soft leather cloak. Ji Hao could still taste the bitterness of the potion in his mouth. The familiar taste told him that the potion was made by Qing Fu.
Along with a series of swooshing sounds, the gigantic bear reached its head towards Ji Hao, showed its teeth and gave him a big grin.
"Chubby bear, where's Amma?" Seeing the saliva dripping down from the corners of the bear's mouth again, Ji Hao slapped the bear's head to the side.
Ji Xia's and Qing Fu's Senior Magus blood was now floating above the multicoloured flame in Ji Hao's lower abdomen. The multicoloured flame was trying its best to absorb the Senior Magus blood, turning it into a multicoloured stream of light to nourish Ji Hao's body.
Ji Hao felt that his body was filled with inexhaustible power. He looked at the rock wall beside him and smashed his palm against it.
Ji Hao's palm deeply sank into the black rock wall. His hand was as soft as a piece of tofu; Ji Hao's palm easily cut into the rock wall like a sharp blade.
His physical strength didn't seem to have improved too much, but his body's toughness had at least doubled. At least ninety percent of the Senior Magus blood sealed in his body hadn't been released yet, and a big half of the Senior Magus blood that had been released was still waiting to be transformed by the multicoloured flame.
"The spirit blood of a Senior Magus is indeed extraordinarily powerful!" Ji Hao stood up abruptly, and waved his fist in the air.
Ji Hao looked around, then walked out of the cave that he was resting in with big steps. A rapid stream was flowing from the west to the east. Starlight poured down from the sky, illuminating the valley where the cave was located.
Under the starlight, thousands of slaves, who were barely wearing clothes, were shouting in a low voice, chopping trees in the valley with simple tools. They were busy, sweating profusely.
Not far away, an arrogant voice came.
"Ji Xia, you're not our warrior leader anymore. You're in the same position as us now. What right do you have to criticize us?"
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