บท 1479: Pan Yu Genesis

The space was all dark, where indescribable, violent forces clashed against each other and brewed, producing terrifying creatures. In the endless darkness, Ji Hao sensed something bad.

If one mixed death with blood, and added enough of rotten corpses, in combination with the ashes of zombies which had died millions of years ago, and covered the whole thing with a golden, shiny paint, then left it in a moist corner to mould for centuries, the smell Ji Hao sensed would be generated.

The smell made Ji Hao sick, as he felt that every cell in his body was polluted. From his body to his embryo of Dao, the unconformable feeling was killing him.

Ji Hao was driven to the edge of collapse. At this moment, the mysterious man snorted coldly and released two beams of blue light from his eyes. The blue light expanded into a warm screen and shielded him.