Purple Mountain Divine King

"Thanks to Love Drinking Beast Milk for the Dao Principles!" Ji Hao said, courting death outright.

After saying that, he hugged his head. Sigh, he just refused to back down!

After waiting for a while and seeing that Shi Hao had not made a move, he looked up at Shi Hao in the sky.

He found Shi Hao wearing a nostalgic expression as he said:

"You know quite a lot."

"I thought no one would remember that title anymore. It had faded into secrecy along the River of Time. Though it was a little embarrassing, I have to admit that it was the happiest period of my youth."

"Liu Shen, Grandpa Chief, Uncle, Skinny Monkey, Er Zhuzi..."

Ji Hao suddenly did not know what to say. He wanted to comfort him, but he did not know where to begin.

"Don't be sad. How about I treat you to some Beast Milk?"

"Has anyone ever told you not to open that mouth of yours so casually?" Shi Hao's expression changed instantly, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Why?" Ji Hao asked in confusion.

"Because people will die!" Shi Hao threw a punch. It was no Secret Technique, merely an ordinary punch. Yet as an Immortal Emperor, he was the embodiment of the Dao itself. His punch was the evolution of the Dao!

"Ouch!"

Ji Hao was knocked to the ground with a single punch, a black eye appearing instantly. Shi Hao dissipated without even looking back, leaving Ji Hao alone on the ground, clutching his eye and howling in agony.

"Abba abba?"

"Abba abba!!!!"

"Abba abba..."

Translation: "That hurts like hell! Wait, something's wrong?"

Translation: "Why can't I speak anymore!!!"

Translation: "He punched me in the face, so why can't I talk?!"

Translation: "Fine, you're an Immortal