In the sticky golden liquid, countless fire crows with red or black and red feathers fell into a deep sleep.
Ji Hao stood by the pond, looking down at the fire crows. As he reached his spirit power into their bodies to sense the changes, he couldn't help but shake his head. After all, they were after-world ordinary creatures, and couldn't be compared with pre-world magical creatures like Gold Crows. Even with a giant amount of sun essence to remold their bodies, the powers of these fire crows were still barely satisfactory.
The group of oldest fire crows already had their Gold Crow bloodline activated. When they woke up, they should be as strong as Divine Magi. As for the young and the middle-aged fire crows, among them, the ones in relatively good conditions should be able to reach the level of Divine Magi as well, while the rest ninety percent of them could reach the level of Magus Kings at most.