Crisis

"Ha! Hehe..."

"Yo hohoho!"

"Ho ho! Ho!"

Seeing Ji Ying and Ji Lang lying on the ground as they tried to struggle back up with faces covered in blood, all of the Savages who were badly frightened by Ji Hao's slaughter and dumbstruck by the death of their leader, started shouting and jumping for joy.

Due to the generally low intelligence of these Savages, their behaviour was completely animal-like. Once their leader was defeated, they would turn and flee right away. But if their leader gained the upper hand in a battle, they would become the most ferocious warriors and tear every single enemy into pieces!

The terrifying enemies that just killed their leader had been knocked down by their honoured guests, granting boundless courage to these scattered Savages who were just about to run. They picked up their weapons before turning around then glaring at Ji Hao and the Cold Stream Valley behind him while shouting and clamouring.

"Human! A lot of humans! Meat! Delicious meat!"

"Olds, chewy! Youngs, tasty!"

"And women! Hey! Women! Hehe...women, mine!"

The Savages were drooling and yelling as they cautiously approached Ji Hao. Their strides constantly widening and their courage ever so increasing. Suddenly, one of them growled. Thousands of Savages started rushing towards Ji Hao and the Cold Stream Valley with their weapons raised high.

"Hao! Step back! Quick!" A warrior of the Qing Yi clan shouted at Ji Hao from the top of the unfinished wall.

Tens of Qing Yi Clan warriors pulled their out bows and shot hundreds of arrows in the span of two breaths.

Wisps of arrows whistled through the air and flew into the crowd of Savages like an intense rain. The remarkable shooting skill of the Qing Yi Clan warriors allowed every single arrow to wind a unique path through the air like a wriggling snake.

The arrows went through one, then two, then three, then even more to the Savages' throats. Each of the arrows pierced, at least, three Savages' throats. One of them even punctured the throats of fifteen madly running Savages before finally falling to the ground slantingly.

Immediately, blood splashed everywhere, covering heaven and earth.

A few Savages who were running in front of the crowd fell to the ground. They howled and struggled painfully with their hands around their punctured necks, then died soon.

The momentary courage of the Savages was now gone without a trace. Those Savages that luckily survived the arrows started screaming terrifyingly; they dropped their weapons and fled in the opposite direction of the Cold Stream Valley with all of their remaining strength.

The two armoured Jia Clan warriors frowned and shook their heads.

"These useless wastes! These Savages are no better than animals! They're not even qualified to be slaves! We have to do this ourselves!" Said the Jia Clan warrior who held a bola in his hands. He then sneered and continued, "The two of us are enough to capture the entire valley!"

The Jia Clan warrior with heavy shield and sword let out a sneer as well, and said, "We still need these Savages to send all these captives out of the valley for us. We can't let those archers kill all of them!"

The Jia Clan Warrior hung his shield on his belt then held his sword with his left hand, and crooked his middle finger of his other hand towards Ji Hao. He slightly raised the left corner of his upper lip and said with a mocking smile, "Hey, little kid, such a young Maguspriest. you're really good! Come, let us see what else you got!"

Ji Hao took a deep breath. His black pupils suddenly turned into a golden-red colour; nine spell symbols of the [Nine Secret Words] emerged around both of his pupils. The power of the [Nine Secret Words] began to drag the nature power into Ji Hao's body, even darkened the sunlight tens of feet around Ji Hao.

The Jia Clan warriors curiously looked at Ji Hao and showed no signs of attacking. Obviously, they didn't take Ji Hao serious at all, they were just curious about what Ji Hao was going to 'perform' for them.

"Hao! Back! You can't deal with 'em!" Ji Ying shouted. He was hit hard on the back of the head by the bola warrior and almost lost his consciousness; he had now leapt from the ground and raised his blazing spear, and stabbed towards the Jia Clan warrior's neck. The spear left a huge arc of fiery light in the air.

The life force of the Senior Magi were extraordinarily strong. The heavy bola's punch might've smashed the head of an ordinary man; however, Ji Ying only felt dizzy after he was hit by the bola, and soon recovered from it; he rose and fought again with his full power.

At the same time, Ji Lang, whose forehead was cracked and broken with face covered in blood, leaped high in the air as well. He took out a black dagger and stabbed towards the other Jia Clan Warrior's face.

In the meanwhile, he also shouted to Ji Hao, "Hao, draw back! Quick! Everyone stay back! Back! Back!"

Ji Hao calmly looked at Ji Ying and Ji Lang, yet he didn't move.

Mr. Crow quietly stood on Ji Hao's shoulder and ruffled his feathers. He fixed his eyes onto the dense jungle, where all these enemies came from and totally ignored the two Jia Clan Warriors.

Ji Ying and Ji Lang made their counterattacks simultaneously. However, the two Jia Clan Warriors suddenly stretched out their arms at exactly the same moment, and grabbed the necks of Ji Ying and Ji Lang, smashing them hard to the ground.

The earth shook intensely; Ji Ying's and Ji Lang's body was deeply buried into the ground.

"Kill!" Ji Ying roared from the hundreds of feet deep hole his body buried into, then jumped out of the hole with his body wrapped by a blazing fire, and rushed towards the Jia Clan warrior again.

"We're Senior Magi from the Fire Crow Clan!" Ji Lang spat out a mouthful of blood and also jumped out of the other hole. His dagger had gone missing when he was pummeled into the ground; he had now clenched his fists and threw punches to the Jia Clan Warrior instead.

"They're way stronger than you! Way stronger!" Ji Hao gnashed his teeth and growled in a low voice. "Why're you have to be so stubborn? Do you have to risk your lives against these guys?!"

Both of the two Jia Clan warriors took a step aside and easily dodged the attacks of Ji Ying and Ji Lang. Their actions were so unified, which gave a weird feeling that was very hard to explain. They avoided Ji Ying and Ji Lang's attacks with merely a simple step; then crooked their arms and leaned their upper body forward, striking hard against Ji Ying and Ji Lang's lower bellies simultaneously with their hard, hammer-like elbows.

Ji Ying and Ji Lang were sent flying backward instantly like cannonballs; their body sliced through the air, started a sharp air steam even cut a tens of feet long and five feet wide ditch into the ground. The two of them then heavily fell to the ground near Ji Hao's feet; their eyes widened and blood gushed out of their mouths.

This time, they were seriously injured and couldn't rise again even with the strong life force of Senior Magi.

The Jia Clan warrior with a sword then crooked his finger and sneered at Ji Hao again: "Come on, little guy, let me see what you got!"

"You think I'm stupid?!" Ji Hao showed his middle finger to the Jia Clan warriors without caring whether they could understand the meaning of this hand gesture. He then grabbed Ji Ying and Ji Lang with both of his hands and resealed the power inside his body, transformed into a stream of fiery light and disappeared.

In the next second, Ji Hao appeared near the entrance of the valley with Ji Ying and Ji Lang held in his arms.

"Retreat!" Ji Hao shouted while running madly toward the end of the valley. "Uncles, retreat! The enemies are too powerful! We have to wait for Abba and the other warriors to come back! Retreat! Just leave these slaves here!"

Tens of Qing Yi clans warriors quickly drew close to Ji Hao; other Fire Crow Clan warriors who were guarding the valley followed Ji Hao and ran toward the end of the valley as well.

However, two figures then broke into the valley like a tornado. They bursted into the crowd of Fire Crow Clan and Qing Yi Clan warriors, sending tens of them flying; these warriors then fell hard on the ground thousands of feet away and coughed up blood ceaselessly.

Ji Hao stopped running; because he saw the Jia Clan warriors were waiting in front of him with that mocking sneer on their faces.

They moved too fast, Ji Hao didn't even clearly see how they broke into the valley.