Chapter 612

"Your Majesty, these people are simply too weak!"

Looking down below, Yuchi Gong frowned and spoke.

Although he was a member of the Devil Path.

These people were truly pathetic in strength, not worth mentioning at all.

"This is only the Northern Wasteland, so naturally they are weak.

If it were within Great Han territory, every one of them would at least possess strength comparable to a Golden Immortal!"

Ji Hao spoke slowly.

"Gasp!"

Upon hearing this, Yuchi Gong could not help but draw in a cold breath.

He had not expected the Northern Wasteland to be so powerful.

No wonder Ji Hao had sent him here to stand guard.

But then, he said excitedly.

"Your Majesty, if that is the case, why waste words with them?

We can just charge in and kill them all!"

"What do you know? This is a test of our combat strength.

Though these Northern Wasteland natives are weak.

They possess a certain talent.

On the battlefield, fighting opponents above their level is something ordinary people cannot match.

You can give it a try!"

Ji Hao said, a look of interest appearing in his eyes.

Yuchi Gong, however, said unconvincedly.

"Your Majesty, just watch. I will personally experience their strength!"

Hearing this, Ji Hao merely smiled noncommittally.

Then, he motioned for him to set off.

After hearing the order, Yuchi Gong naturally did not dare delay. His figure flashed as he dove toward the ground.

Surging devil flames wrapped around his body.

Making him appear incomparably ferocious.

"Roar!"

The moment he drew near, he let out a thunderous roar.

Bloodthirsty light gleamed in his eyes.

The next moment, he threw a punch. Blazing waves of fire, like towering tidal waves, swept down below.

Boom!

The blazing energy sent many cultivators below flying.

Yet those