A Terrifying Power

Shaking his aching and numb arm, Ji Hao frowned.

His left finger bones were cracked a little. The injury wasn't serious, but the dark power lingering in his wounds, conflicting with the power of destruction, was troublesome. It was like a deep-rooted ulcer right on his bones, wrapping and drilling into them without fading like a bunch of crazy wild dogs, fighting against the power of destruction inside Ji Hao's body.

"Bloody thing, you have quite a strength." Shaking his arm, Ji Hao added a beautiful goldenness to the black fire generated from the great Dao of destruction. The nine suns inside him vented blinding lights simultaneously. The power of destruction and the essence sun fire were activated together, combining and covering the squirming dark powers on his bones, melting it bit by bit.