The Non-humankind’s Sincerity

Tens of skeletons surrounded Ji Hao and attacked him fiercely, who let them be with a faint smile on his face.

Fan Gu must have made these skeletons with an advanced magic. These skeletons had no muscles at all, but their punches were as heavy as a strike from a high-level Divine Magus. Their bones were especially strong, and every strike punch by them was as powerful as a hammer strike.

The Taiji cloak glowed brightly, as bony fists landed on Ji Hao's body over and over again. The cloak took over ninety percent of the attack. The remaining force was still strong, but it only managed to slightly quake Ji Hao's internal organs; it was nothing to Ji Hao. After all, he had a tough body now.

Fan Gu yelled that he would punish Ji Hao with all of his power. Yemo Luoye's eyes sparkled as she prepared to watch a great show. From the other cities of great calamity, streams of light flashed over. Soon, all twelve non-humankind emperors showed up.