Beside the Blue Jade Lake, in the jungle.
The heavy rain had been falling continuously, and the jungle was shaking in the heavy rain. A thick layer of watery mist was spreading in the jungle. Except for the sound of the wind, the rain, and the shaking of leaves, no other sound could be heard in the jungle.
Even the most ferocious beasts wouldn't want to leave their nests to hunt during the rainy season. If they weren't starving to death, all the beasts would quietly stay in their nests, enduring the endless torment of the heavy rain day after day.
The watery mist dissipated, and tens of heavily armoured Jia Clan's warriors, whose eyes were shining brightly like ghost fires, silently walked through the jungle.
They were like messengers from the netherworld, who were responsible for harvesting lives. Wherever they passed, no matter if they were wild beasts hiding in holes in trees or birds hiding in their nests, they would all be silently killed by them with a slight touch of their fingers.
None of the beasts could make any sound. Wherever they passed, the jungle would become more and more silent, and only the roaring sound of the wind and rain could be heard.
Behind these Jia Clan's warriors, hundreds of gigantic 'sword edge spiders' were moving quickly and silently. These 'sword edge spiders' were carrying large groups of dark-skinned warriors, who were wearing soft armours, and were moving towards Man Man's manor.
Hundreds of 'sword edge spiders' were carrying at least ten-thousand warriors on their backs. Every single one of these warriors had a serious look on their faces, and their eyes were filled with determination and coldness. Obviously, they were all elite warriors. From time to time, the soft armours worn by these warriors and the weapons held in their hands would flash with a faint light. According to the standard of the Southern Wasteland jungle, the armours and weapons worn by these warriors were all top-grade magic tools.
Behind this group of 'sword edge spiders', twenty hundreds of feet long metal centipedes were swiftly moving in the jungle, like a fierce gust of wind.
Sitting or standing on the backs of metal centipedes, nearly a thousand Jia Clan warriors had been greedily staring at that palace, which seemed to be floating in the clouds, through the dense canopy of trees, with cold and cruel smiles on their faces.
On the metal centipede in the front, Jiang Yao, who had a hideous face, was slightly trembling. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and she kept cursing in a low voice while gnashing her teeth.
A thumb-sized black scar could be clearly seen on Jiang Yao's throat.
A few days ago, Jiang Yao had gathered the allied forces of tens of clans to attack Ji Hao, however, Ji Hao had taken advantage of the situation and used the soul-calling magic of the Demon Clan's Master Maguspriest to pretend that he was under the control of the Demon Clan's Master Maguspriest, and had approached Jiang Yao and launched a deadly attack.
Fortunately, Jiang Yao had life-saving talismans with her, and had been seriously injured by Jiang Yao.
However, Ji Hao had taken out Qing Fu's inherited Magus treasure, the Thorns of Life and Death. These three black thorns had been refined and nourished by Qing Yi Clan's Senior Magi for tens of thousands of years, and had been used by hundreds of Maguspriests.
If it wasn't for the fact that Jiang Yao had a Master Maguspriest of the Bi Fang Clan behind her, who was able to use all kinds of precious herbs of the Bi Fang Clan to save her life, Jiang Yao would have been dead already. Jiang Yao's throat, chest and lower abdomen, the three most important Magus Acupoints had been punctured by the Black Thorns of Life and Death.
Jiang Yao's throat, chest and lower abdomen, the three most important Magus Acupoints had been punctured by the Black Thorns of Life and Death. The poison had spread all over Jiang Yao's body. Jiang Yao, who had just become a Senior Magus less than two years ago, had fallen back to the Junior Magus level. Besides, Jiang Yao's body had been damaged by the poison. Even among the Junior Magi, Jiang Yao was now one of the weakest ones.
Jiang Xue's plan had been ruined, and she had been seriously injured. But Jiang Xue's death had put Jiang Yao in a hopeless situation.
Jiang Xue's father, Jiang Shu, was an elder of the Bi Fang clan. He was an important general under Jiang Yao's command, and was Jiang Yao's right-hand man. Jiang Xue was Jiang Shu's only daughter. She was an important chess piece for Jiang Yao and Jiang Shu to draw Ji Shu to their side, and to strengthen the Bi Fang clan's influence on the Fire Crow Clan.
Jiang Xue had been killed, which made Jiang Yao unable to explain to Jiang Yao and Jiang Shu.
"I'm going to kill them all!" Jiang Yao, who had fallen into a state of madness, growled in a low voice. Her eyes, from the pupils to the whites of her eyes, had turned into a weird blood-red color, and were shining with a crazy, blood-red light. "Ji Hao, Ji Xia, Qing Fu, and all the people related to them, they have to die, they have to die!"
Along with a sizzling sound, a wisp of black smoke suddenly rose from the black scar on Jiang Yao's neck. The poison, which hadn't been completely dispelled yet, had corroded the soft skin and flesh around the wound. Jiang Yao frowned in pain, and almost fell onto the back of the metal centipede.
Di Luo, who was standing beside Jiang Yao, held her in his arms, and never let go of her again.
"Dear, dear Maguspriestess, your wound is really serious... Don't you have any more of that magical Wu Xian medicine?" Di Luo exclaimed in shock, and breathed deeply. Jiang Yao's body was emitting a faint aroma, which made Di Luo feel intoxicated.
The wild continent, the magical jungle, the powerful barbaric clan, the noble and beautiful Maguspriestess, all of these were way too attractive to Di Luo. He swore that he had already been fascinated by Jiang Yao's amazing charm.
Since Di Sha had already left the Southern Wasteland, the Blood Fang was now under Di Luo's sole control. He had the power to do something for this beautiful, charming, noble Maguspriestess. Of course, all of these had conditions. He, Di Luo, couldn't do it for nothing, could he?
How noble were the Yu Clan's nobles? He, Di Luo, would never do such a stupid thing for nothing.
"Lord Di Luo!" Jiang Yao chuckled while staring at Di Luo with a pair of blood-red eyes, and said, "Kill Ji Hao, Ji Xia and their families for me, kill all of my enemies for me, then I can promise you any reasonable request."
"Any request?" Di Luo was so happy.
"Any request? Sure! " Jiang Yao's voice became especially cold and merciless, "Well, I want you to kill everyone in this palace right now. I know that you can also set up some powerful magic formations. I want you to set up the most powerful magic formation in this palace, capture Ji Hao alive, and kill all the others. "
Jiang Yao was extremely beautiful. At the moment, she was releasing a strong killing intent, and a faint blood-red light was coiling around her entire body. In Di Luo's eyes, she looked like a poisonous, magical flower, that was filled with an intoxicating charm.
"Even the most beautiful noble lady in the imperial city is not as beautiful as you!" Di Luo shrugged his shoulders, sighed and said, "Ah, I'm really jealous... Alright, I can do anything for you... I really should seriously consider whether I should challenge your husband to a duel, and kill him in front of you."
"Kill Ji Shu?" Jiang Yao chuckled and said with a crazy and evil tone, "If Lord Di Luo can satisfy me this time, I don't mind giving you such a chance. To be honest, I'm already a bit impatient with this useless man. "
Di Luo let out an excited growl, then waved his hand hard.
A large amount of faint grey mist mixed with the watery mist, drifted into the palace along with the strong wind.
The guards who were standing outside the palace shook their bodies, suddenly fell to the ground with blood gushing out of their eyes, ears, nose and mouth. Large groups of Blood Fang's warriors rushed up along the stairs, rushed to the guards who were paralyzed on the ground, raised their heavy weapons, and mercilessly hacked them down.
The sound of bones and flesh being torn apart could be heard continuously from within the temporary imperial residence. The thick smell of blood had just drifted out when it was washed away by the torrential rain.
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