A tremendous power surged inside Ji Hao's body, while fist-sized golden flames hovered slowly around him. He walked out of the divine palace with giant steps, the Pan Gu sword held in his hands and the Pan Gu bell floating above his head. Mr. Crow was standing on his shoulder, and the pair of fire dragons were wrapped around his waist.
He transformed into a streak of fire and flashed out of the heaven in an instant, arriving at the chaotic battleground.
After killing Ji Hao's clone and forcing the real Ji Hao to retrieve the Pan Gu bell, the few priests laughed out loud towards the sky. Shixin and his brothers roughly cured the dragon warriors who were wounded by the pure sun sword formation, then regathered the army and marched towards the army on Ji Hao's side, which was composed of Gold Crow warriors and Zhu Rong warriors.