The hippo’s entire body glowed with a warm light. With a mild, friendly smile, he carried that picked club, which still had blood on it, and politely stood behind the four men.
The four men stood still, each with a serious, sacred look. Their golden eyes sparkled with a bright golden light while looking around. Being swept across by their gazes, all spirit creatures felt that the greatest disaster was coming. A destructive power, that seemed to even crush their souls, forced all spirit creatures back with quick steps. No one dared to make any eye connect with the four men.
But when the four men looked at Ji Hao, Netherworld Hierarch, and Tushan Inkstone, a tiny jade human statue tied around Tushan Inkstone’s waist glowed. A faintly sensible power vibration spread on his body, and kept him under protection. Smilingly, he cupped his hands to the four men. With the special ‘cunning businessman smile’, he swiftly glanced at the four men from heads to toe.