Blood Red

Long ago, there were people who stood upon the earth with their heads held high. They never bowed to anyone because of their indomitable spirit. They were capable of controlling wind and lightning, and conquering dragons and serpents. They seemed strong enough to split the earth and shatter the stars with their fists. They traveled throughout the land and called themselves Magi. Eventually, one of them would become a Supreme Magus! These men are the ancestors of human beings. Their blood is what we all share today.

Qing Long is the former strongest man in the world. He traveled through space and time and was reborn as Ji Hao in the Fire Crow Clan of the Southern Wasteland. It’s a complicated world. Forces from both inside and outside of the clan want this young and talented boy to die. Under great pressure, Ji Hao makes a deal with a mysterious man, who resides in his spiritual space, never showing his real face. He gains two drops of blood from a dragon and phoenix. Afterwards, Ji Hao becomes increasingly more powerful.

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The Magus Era

No one clearly witnessed Ji Hao kill Yamo Di, but when he sold tens of power elders directly to the Netherworld right in front of the others, countless people saw it. 


Yemo Tian paused for quite a while, then began laughing, even dancing in the crystal cockpit, seeming to be insane. He failed to see Ji Hao's face. No one did. But still, Yemo Tian hysterically applauded for what Ji Hao did. 


"Nicely done! Who is it? Who? Who is dealing with these old dudes? Carry on! Work harder! Kill them all! I will award you! I will award you a lot! When I become the divine ruler of Pan Gu world and all surrounding worlds, you will receive my sweet rewards!"


Yemo Tian laughed so hard that his eyes and nose were even twisted. 


Earlier, Yemo Tian controlled the destructive weapon with all of his power and launched a wave of strike. That was the best he could do at the stage. But still, thirty-three power elders were only badly injured, not killed.  


Ever-changing