Nourish Them with Dragon Blood

The rain was heavy. Lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled.

Surrounded by thunderbolts, Ji Hao walked out of the nine dragons chariot with big steps. The contract of the world floated in front of him. He reached out his hands and pushed slightly, sending the contract to Ao Gu, who stood in a distance away.

Teasingly, he said in a bland voice, "Ao Gu, you have merely lost some low-grade water-kind beings now. Sign the contract, and the promised conditions can still be effective. This is your last chance!"

Ao Gu trembled in fury.

'Have merely lost some low-grade water-kind beings'? He didn't care how many of those cheap fishes, turtles, shrimps died. But, the problem was, other than those insignificant water-kind creatures, over a thousand pure-blooded dragons were incinerated!