Ji Hao put away the Vermilion Bird's corpse. It contained the Great Dao of a Pro-Daoist and was extraordinarily precious.
"The first!" Blood stained Ji Hao's thick black hair like crimson sunset clouds, lending him an especially demonic beauty.
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The resonance of his two Dao Fruits placed his combat strength faintly above that of a Pro-Daoist. His Other Shore techniques gave him powerful, versatile methods, leaving him unafraid of fighting a crowd and exceptionally hard to kill.
In Ji Hao's own words: "With the Other Shore Divine Skill at my command, shouldn't fighting several people at once be only natural?"
The Emperor Lord was dead, slain by another's hand. One of the peerless powerhouses counted among the greatest in the present universe had been killed just like that. It felt unreal.
Blood rained down. The others were also somewhat dazed, scarcely able to believe it. They had no idea what had just happened.
Although most of them thought little of the Emperor Lord and considered his chances of attaining the Dao slim, he was still a Pro-Daoist, a powerhouse on their own level. His swift, clean death meant that they, too, were in danger of falling.
As Ji Hao's cultivation grew, some of the minor abilities accompanying his Heavenly Eye had become extraordinarily useful.
The Supernatural Power he had just used, for example, relied purely on mental power to suppress their consciousness temporarily. Though it lasted only a brief instant, it was remarkably effective when paired with his mastery of Time Law.
"All right, now it's your turn!" Ji Hao turned to face the remaining four. His gaze was cold, as though he were staring at dead men.
"Take my fists!"
Ji Hao unleashed punch after punch, each containing boundless power. Lesser Thousand Worlds opened one