Chapter 1301: Violent Blood
In large human families, sons of concubines did not have the right to inherit the power and wealth of the family . Similarly, a spirit creature with a low-grade bloodline couldn’t possibly become a ‘king’ or a ‘queen’, who had his or her own territory, and hundreds of thousands of spirit creatures under his command . Even if spirit creatures like fishes, shrimps, toads, and water snakes managed to reach the level of ‘king’ on cultivation, and attained the strength to rival peak-level Divine Magi, those spirit creatures with ‘noble’ bloodlines, such as sharks, sea turtles, and poisonous serpents, still wouldn’t recognize their status . Not to mention the even ‘higher level’ ones, such as dragon whales and enormous turtles, or the ones with dragon descent, or the descendants of Chaos monsters; these spirit creatures were so proud, how could they ever take a crayfish seriously?
‘Summer’, the old crayfish, showed his power outside the auction house, defeating the four men and letting over ten-thousand spirit creatures follow his lead, calling him ‘king’ willingly . If ‘Summer’ were a flood dragon instead of a crayfish, these ‘king-level’ spirit creatures would love to see him rise as a ‘strong friend’ . However, ‘Summer’ was a lowly crayfish who lived in the mud, searching for food in the mud . No matter how powerful ‘Summer’ was, those ‘kings’ didn’t think that he had the qualification to gain an equal footing with themselves .
As this dragon whale said, ‘Summer’ didn’t have the right to ‘recruit followers’, neither could he become a ‘king’ .
Spirit creatures powers condensed into different colored mountains and roared down towards Ji Hao . Because of the strong pressure, all Tushan guards and shrimp warriors, and those spirit creatures who willingly followed Ji Hao, tremblingly fell to the ground .
Hundreds of ‘kings’ released their powers together . Facing these ‘kings’, the souls of some relatively weaker spirit creatures were even shattering .
Ji Hao showed the whites of his eyes while laughing out loud with his hissing voice . He sounded cold and emotionless, like two frozen iron sticks rubbing against each other . That voice of his was indescribably unpleasant to hear . "Big ones…So, I guess you don’t like me, do you?" Ji Hao clicked his tongue and said, "So scary!"
A silver-blue, frosty stream of spirit creature power rose from Ji Hao’s head . The nearly one hundred meters thick power stream rolled up for hundreds of meters high, then became an iceberg with a radius of hundreds of meters, floating above Ji Hao’s head .
Those differently colored mountains condensed from the powers released by the hundreds of ‘kings’ bumped against the silver-blue, crystal iceberg, and generated a thunderous series of booms . Those mountains disintegrated one after another, and not a single one managed to cause any harm to Ji Hao’s iceberg .
"But, I, ‘Summer’, am a bad-tempered man! If you are nice to me, I will surely be nice to you . But if you push me with violence, I have no choice but to give you a stab . "
While speaking, Ji Hao suddenly boosted up his power, releasing a suffocating, dominating power vibration . Thankfully, threatened by Great Freedom, Priest Hua gave Ji Hao his results of Dao . The great Dao of evolvement could generate all kind of transformations, including the series of magic that Priest Hua created back during the prehistorical era by observing countless Chaos monsters in the world .
Thinking about those powerful, ferocious, enormous Chaos monsters who lived in the prehistorical era, Ji Hao silently cast a secret magic . Slowly, the powers that belonged to those Chaos monsters emerged in Ji Hao’s body . The sense of power released from Ji Hao’s body gradually turned terrifying . The powers that belonged to tens of thousands of Chaos monsters merged into one in his body, directly triggering a thorough transformation .
Violent, fierce, arrogant, blood-thirsting, brutal…The silver-blue spirit creature power stream rising from Ji Hao’s head suddenly turned purely dark . Meanwhile, the iceberg that floated above his head expanded rapidly, turned tens of times larger, dark as ink . Countless water-tank-thick spirit creature power streams surged out of the iceberg, twisting in the air like countless tentacles of a giant octopus .
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