A fierce intent of killing rose from Ji Hao's eyes. Even the temperature in the hall dropped largely.
"You dare to kill me?" Luo Feng screamed out hoarsely. He looked at Ji Hao and yelled, "Our Abba is Earl Ji Luo Lin! He's a minister of the humankind! Our family is the Soul Wolf Clan, the Soul Wolf Clan of the 'Wolf Alliance'! "
"Our Abba fell in battle, but he left tens of thousands of elite warriors!" Luo Shen screamed out as well, "As long as I inherit the title of Earl Ji, all those warriors will follow my orders! You dare to kill me? "
As for Luo Meng, he screamed out incoherently, saying that none of this had anything to do with him, and that all those stupid ideas came from Luo Feng and Luo Shen. Luo Meng told Ji Hao about the plan of the three brothers, which was nothing more than to swallow the territories and clansmen of his brothers, then compete with each other, and the one who won would inherit the title of Earl Ji.
The door of the hall opened abruptly. A strong gale blew in along with the rainwater, and a bolt of lightning tore the dark clouds apart, illuminating the world.
Po walked into the hall with big steps amidst thunders. He disgustedly glanced at his three brothers, who were crying and begging on the ground, and said, "Among the humankind, people like you and your brothers exist … Think about those ancient heroes of your humankind. You have truly stained their bloodlines!"
Ji Hao curved his lips downward, gave a bitter smile and said, "Brother, there are always black sheep. But, brother, are you interested in these things as well? "
All the way, Po had been sitting in that large carriage without moving even a little bit. Every day, he would either explain to Ji Hao the magic formation he learned from Yu Yu, or talk about all kinds of strange things with Ji Hao. Occasionally, he would teach Ji Hao some secret magic that he created himself.
As for Ji Hao's title of Earl Yao, Po wasn't interested in it at all.
Po never took a second glance at those trivial things that happened in the migratory troop, and he never said a word. Even when the migratory troop ran into some audacious vagrant clans that attempted to rob them, Ji Hao commanded his warriors to slaughter those vagrant clans, and Po pretended that he didn't see anything.
Therefore, Ji Hao was quite surprised that why Po suddenly came to this place.
Ji Hao couldn't imagine why Po would be interested in these kinds of things, such as fighting against each other and fighting for benefits, as a free and unfettered being who only cared about his own cultivation.
"What a good child!" With a darkened face, Po walked up to the kid who was shot dead, knelt down on one knee, quickly checked the kid's body with his ten fingers and said, "He truly deserves to die … What a good kid, he has a perfect pre-world fire body, and is almost as talented as the Fire God's body of the Zhu Rong family. Also, he has the bloodline of the humankind. If he can cultivate himself with my magic, he will be a good candidate to inherit my magic of tool-crafting!"
A dreadful sense of power spread out from Po's body. Po put down the kid, turned around, and growled at Luo Feng and his two brothers, "Do you even have a little bit of humanity left? He's your nephew, just a minor child! "
Luo Feng was badly frightened by the terrifying sense of power released from Po's body. He subconsciously screamed out, "You're just a stupid wolf cub, you have to be killed to avoid future troubles! Even though he's my nephew, I've swallowed his clansmen and his family. Do I have to raise him up and wait for him to grow up and take revenge on me? "
The wide-sleeved long cloak worn by Po suddenly swelled up, fluttering in the air and causing a thunderous noise. He raised his right hand, seeming to slap Luo Feng to death. But he remained silent for a while. Clear streams of mist coiled around Po's body, and the flame of anger in his heart was slowly suppressed down by him.
Lowering his head, Po said a bit disinterestedly, "Brother, just give this kid a proper burial!"
Pausing for a second, Po murmured in confusion, "Back in the ancient time, the humankind wouldn't do this. Even if they didn't know each other, when they saw a human child, they would risk their lives to protect him, to take care of him, until he grew up and became strong enough to protect himself. "
"What's wrong with the humankind nowadays? The child of their own brother, the child of their own brother, the child of their own brother, who shared the same bloodline with them, how could they do this to him so unscrupulously? Humankind, such kind of humankind! Such kind of humankind, will this world still protect them? Protect them? "
Ji Hao opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
He could sense the confusion in Po's heart, the pain and struggle in Po's heart.
Po took two steps forward, stood by the door of the hall, raised his head and looked at the dark sky. Abruptly, he growled towards the sky, "What is the great Dao of nature? Where does the great Dao of nature exist? If it's the will of nature, even lowly creatures like him can be protected by the natural fortune of nature! What is the justice of nature? Why should I painstakingly pursue this bloody great Dao of nature? "
An earth-shattering boom could be heard as a purple thunderbolt exploded in the sky. Large patches of dark clouds were blown into pieces. Through the gaps between the broken clouds, seven-colored starlight shone down, lighting up the entire world. Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Po raised his hands, straightened his ten fingers, and clawed towards the colorful clouds in the sky. His face was twisted, as if he had lost his mind.
Ji Hao raised his head and looked at the sky, which had suddenly changed. He only felt an indescribable sadness surging up from his heart. His heart ached, and tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably.
A strong sense of Dao spread out from Po's body, and the light in the hall suddenly became much brighter.
Po's simple and honest face twisted. Wisps of fiery light spurted out from his head. Faintly, shrill ghost roars could be heard from Po's body, and a strange, stinky smell spread out from his body.
Ji Hao was startled. He rushed to Po's side and yelled, "Po? What's wrong with you? Are you possessed by the devil? Seriously? "
Was this a sign of being possessed by the devil? With Po's power and cultivation, how could he possibly be possessed by the devil?
However, right in front of Ji Hao, Po's face gradually turned hideous and hideous, like that of a ghost. At the same time, a dreadful sense of killing spread out from his body, which was clearly a sign that he was about to go mad. Because of the power of Dao released from Po's body, a strong intent of killing had been lingering in the hearts of everyone in the hall. Gradually, everyone's eyes turned red.
Just when things got out of control, Taisi swaggered in. He curiously glanced at Po, who had a hideous face, then walked to the kid who had been killed.
"Ah, this little kid is dead! But, it hasn't been more than seven days, has it? If the wound in his heart can be healed, with the soul-redeeming magic, he can still live! Oi, oi, who can heal the wound in his heart for me? I haven't had the chance to try the soul-redeeming magic taught by my Shifu! "
Ji Hao was thrilled.
Po quivered instantly, and all the strange things happening to his body were gone.
His eyes shone brightly as he flashed to Taisi, grabbed his shoulder and asked, "Taisi? Do you know the soul-redeeming magic? "
Taisi shook his head, looked at Po confusedly and responded, "I just learned it! Shall we try? "
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