At the end of the Cold Stream Valley, Ji Hao forced Ji Xiao to kneel down in the direction of the Gold Black Mountain.
Ji Xiao struggled a few times, but his Magus Acupoints were sealed, and he was under the control of the poison. Ji Xiao kneeled on the ground, facing the Gold Black Mountain, which was tens of thousands of miles away, and howled towards the sky in anger and shame.
"Uncle, don't shout, it's useless." Ji Hao was fiddling with a blood-jade dagger. His fingers were quickly moving, and the dagger was dancing between his fingers like a fairy, leaving a circle of blood-red shadows under the starlight.
"Since Grandpa Ji Zhuo is here, no one can save you. You and I both know Grandpa Ji Zhuo's temper. Back then, uncle Ji Zhuo escaped from the Black Water Serpent Clan, and was beheaded by Grandpa Ji Zhuo himself. " Ji Hao patted on Ji Xiao's shoulder and said sincerely, "What you have done is much more serious than escaping."
Ji Xiao gasped heavily, his body was soaked in cold sweat, and soon, a large area of the river bank was wet.
He looked at Ji Hao confusedly, and said in a trembling voice, "Hao, it's all because of Hu. Why did you have to kill him? Couldn't you just hurt him? Why did you have to kill him? "
"Because he didn't show any mercy to me!" Ji Hao looked at Ji Xiao and said coldly, "Uncle, haven't you figured it out yet? The problem between you and me is not because of Hu... In fact, Hu's death is just an excuse you gave yourself. You're still young and strong, you can have a hundred sons if you marry a few more women. "
"The biggest problem between you and me is Ji Shu, Jiang Yao, and the Bi Fang Clan behind him!" Ji Hao looked at Ji Xiao's unfocused eyes and said word by word, "In the name of our ancestors' souls, ask your own heart, is it as I said?"
Ji Xiao put his hands on the ground, sweat dripping down from his forehead like a fountain. He was gasping for air, and his body was twitching intensely.
"I... Ji Shu..." Ji Xiao's eyeballs rolled in his eye sockets, and his healthy face had turned pale.
'Swordsman'!
Ji Hao chanted the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words] in a low voice, locked his hands together, and gently pressed them between Ji Xiao's eyebrows. His eyes turned golden-red, and the nine spell symbols were rotating slowly around his eyes. A strange, soul-stirring power was released from his eyes and pierced into Ji Xiao's eyes.
In the Southern Wasteland, Senior Magi didn't cultivate their souls. Even Maguspriests, who specialized in magics, nourished their souls with secret magics and slowly strengthened their spiritual powers, with which they could cast all kinds of mysterious and weird magics.
Even the mysterious Maguspriests, who were able to communicate with ghosts and gods, were so weak. Ji Xiao, a close combat Senior Magus, was even worse in terms of soul power. His soul power was also very strong, but his soul power was purely based on his strong body, nourished by the endless amount of Senior Magi's spirit blood. In terms of soul power and primordial spirit, he was even weaker than Ji Hao when he was three years old.
Ji Xiao's mind was in a mess, and his soul power was in a mess. Ji Hao easily controlled Ji Xiao's mind.
"Uncle, the crimes you committed cannot be forgiven. You must die. Before you die, can you tell me why Ji Shu wanted to take away my Abba's position? What is he going to do? Tell me everything you know! "
Ji Xiao's body was slightly twitching, and his eyes were unfocused. He opened his mouth under Ji Hao's guidance.
Ji Hao carefully controlled Ji Xiao's soul, and dug out all the secrets hidden in Ji Xiao's heart. Gradually, Ji Hao's facial expression became a bit weird. Ji Shu had used all kinds of methods to take away Ji Xia's position, just for this?
"No wonder, Ji Zhuo and the slave traders knew each other. They were really old friends. Damn you, Ji Shu, you've found a good way to make money! "
In the Southern Wasteland, the Fire Crow Clan hadn't had a Magus King for thousands of years, which led to the decline of the Fire Crow Clan's status. However, the Fire Crow Clan was still a powerful clan in the Southern Wasteland jungle. The Fire Crow Clan, which had controlled over a hundred thousand miles in radius, was still an extremely powerful clan.
Outside the Gold Black Mountain, the Fire Crow Clan had over a thousand different sized clans.
These clans had at least a hundred thousand people, and among these hundred thousand people, at least ten to eight Senior Magi were guarding the clans.
The clans with large populations, such as Ji Shu's clan, had over a million clansmen and hundreds of Senior Magi.
After Ji Shu had become the leader of the Fire Crow Clan's warriors, except for the Maguspriests and elders of each clan, all warriors, including Senior Magi, Junior Magi and Novice Magi, had to follow Ji Shu's orders.
Since a long time ago, Ji Shu had secretly cooperated with the Blood Fang's slave traders, kidnapping people from small clans and selling them on a large scale.
Now, Ji Shu had become the Fire Crow Clan's warrior leader, and had gained the support of some elders and Maguspriests in the Gold Black Mountain. The small slave trade had expanded rapidly.
When Ji Xia and the warrior leaders before him were in power, the Fire Crow Clan had been very generous to the small clans in the Southern Wasteland jungle. As long as they were willing to pay a certain amount of tribute to the Fire Crow Clan, they would be protected by the Fire Crow Clan.
However, in Ji Shu's plan, the tribute from those small clans was not even worth mentioning. All of the Fire Crow Clan's subordinate clans would become his slave base, providing him with an endless supply of slaves.
According to Ji Xiao, Ji Shu had already decided that if the number of slaves couldn't satisfy his appetite, the Fire Crow Clan would start a war. Not only the Black Water Serpent Clan, the Fire Crow Clan's archenemy, but also the other clans which bordered the Fire Crow Clan and had no grudges against the Fire Crow Clan.
"He will make the Southern Wasteland a mess." Ji Hao finished his interrogation of Ji Xiao: "How dare he do this? Just Jiang Yao? Will he be able to bear the consequences? "
Ji Xiao smiled bitterly, shook his head and didn't say anything.
Although he had been with Ji Shu for a long time, he wasn't a direct descendant of Ji Shu's clan after all, how could he know these core secrets?
"Then, uncle, goodbye!" Ji Hao raised the jade dagger in his hand and said: "By the way, I won't waste any of your Senior Magus blood. My Abba and Amma need it to recover."
Ji Hao's physical strength had improved a lot after he had swallowed the horned serpent.
He injected all of the power of his Yuan Dan into the jade dagger. A faint light flashed across the air. Ji Hao stabbed Ji Xiao nearly a thousand times in a row, and finally cut open Ji Xiao's heart, which was completely defenseless.
Ji Xiao let out a bitter laugh. A golden-red flame was burning in his heart, and all of his blood was quickly gathering towards his heart. At last, a golden-red ball of Senior Magus blood seeped out of his broken heart.
In the misty spiritual space, Ji Hao yelled.
"Old man, with Ji Xiao's Senior Magus blood, can I teach the [Bu Tian Bu Lou Magic Spell] to my Abba and Amma?"
The white mist slowly condensed into a silhouette and lowered its head to look at Ji Hao.
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