The fire was blazing and the soul was flying, and Ji Hao was trapped in a blurred situation that looked like a dream.

...

Clear and distant, and the blue sky is invisible. Dozens of three-legged golden crows with a wingspan of hundreds of miles are quietly suspended in the air. Beside each golden crow, there is a circle of golden flames surrounding them, and the golden aura shines brightly in the air, like a pearl dotted on the blue sky.

Under the blue sky are the mountains and steep mountains and primitive jungles covered by clouds and mists.

Tens of thousands of naked and messy humans stood on the top of the mountain, holding up their bloody prey with their hands, looking at the motionless golden crow above the blue sky in despair.

An elderly man with pale hair raised his hands tremblingly, with blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, shouting to the largest golden crow at the top of his lungs: "Elf bred by heaven and earth, please pity us weak and humble tribe members!"

"We do not have sharp minions and powerful forces, and we cannot fight against the beasts that prey on us."

"We do not have sharp eyes and huge wings, and we cannot escape all kinds of fatal dangers in time."

"We can't find enough food, and the tribesmen starve to death one after another; we can't find a hiding place, and the wind, rain, frost and snow make our tribesmen fall down continuously; the mountains and forests are too dangerous for us, and too many tribesmen die inexplicably."

The largest golden crow slowly lowered her head and looked at the white-haired old man with a wise look calmly: "The tribe favored by heaven and earth, the most powerful brother blood descendants of dragon and phoenix... People, what can we help you?"

"Strength, there is hope!" the gray-haired old man hissed: "We just need the strength to survive!"

The golden crows were indifferent and just looked at the humans on the mountains quietly.

A bloodthirsty roar came from the forest, a saber-toothed tiger roared out, and a dozen weak humans killed with one claw. After swallowing them with a big mouth, he burped in satisfaction and slowly returned to the forest.

A colorful snake as thick as a water tank swam out of the mountains and forests. It sucked gently at the crowd comfortably. Dozens of humans cried and were sucked into the mouth of the snake and swallowed it whole.

A large group of ferocious vultures ignored the golden crows that had not released any breath, swept over with a "gaga" and grabbed one or two humans, and flew proudly to a high mountain in the distance.

"Strength, there is hope." The leader of the Golden Crow sighed softly: "We give you strength, let us share your hope."

"Under the evidence of heaven and earth, let us make an unbreakable oath. The blood of the Jinwu clan gives you the strength to protect you from thriving in this forest; and you protect our souls, so that we... can escape from that terrible eternal darkness."

...

The golden crows roared to the sky at the same time, and their bodies were burning violently. From the root of their feathers, countless golden blood oozed out, turning into golden fire crows the size of human heads and roaring downwards.

Humans standing on the mountains opened their arms and used their chests to welcome the falling golden fire crows.

The fire crow transformed by the essence and blood of the golden crow penetrated into human chests, turning into golden heat flowing rapidly in their bodies. The dense and crisscrossing meridians in human bodies gradually lit up in the meridians that were originally dull and dull.

A trace of golden torrent continued to seep into these lit meridians, and the terrible heat ignited these meridians. As the golden torrent washed away, the witch caves as small as mung beans gradually lit up on these burning meridians.

At first glance, the totems outlined by dozens of meridians lit up in human bodies are roughly similar to those of a three-legged fire crow.

The humans on the mountains burned, and their bodies were shrouded in faint golden flames. The flames became stronger and stronger, and light lit up on the surface of their bodies. Their witch caves were quickly opened up under the erosion of the golden crow's essence and blood. Under the nourishment of the essence and blood of the first generation of golden crows in the ancient times, their witch caves became extremely powerful in just dozens of breaths.

There are dozens of meridians, and each meridian has dozens to hundreds of witch caves of varying sizes.

All the witch caves were opened at the same moment, powerful, and golden flames gushed out from the witch caves, turning the tens of thousands of humans standing on the mountains into golden firemen.

A black tiger with wings on its back roared out of the mountains and forests, and pounced towards the "weak" humans as usual.

But this time, the human who was allowed to hunt on weekdays suddenly let out a loud roar. A human, whose body size had more than doubled, expanded to nearly five meters in height, rushed towards the Black Tiger with a big step, and punched the Black Tiger hard in the head.

The black tiger exploded into Mars all over the sky.

A turbulent flame erupted from the fist of this human, like a lava river ejecting dozens of miles away, landing heavily on a mountain in the distance. The mountain, which was thousands of feet high, collapsed and melted, leaving only a large pit with a diameter of 100 miles and boiling magma in place.

"Strength!" All humans raised their hands at the same time and cheered loudly to the golden crow floating high above the sky.

The leader of the Jin Crown looked at the ecstatic crowd calmly, and suddenly his voice resounded throughout the world: "Man, listen to me... You have abandoned your infinite possibilities and chose to inherit the power of the Jin Crown clan. Therefore, from today on, you will claim to be descendants of the Jin Crown clan. You must build an altar, worship us, and offer sacrifices to us on time. You must always praise the name of the Jin Crown clan!"

Between the heaven and earth, a trace of purple and golden mist appeared out of thin air, flowing towards dozens of golden crows floating in the air.

The golden crows opened their mouths happily and swallowed the purple and golden mist mixed with fog. Their bodies became larger, the fire surrounding them became brighter, and the divine light flashing in their eyes became more wise and deep, just like a god who was above cannot be violated.

...

"The members of the Fire Crow tribe are not descendants of the Jinwu clan. Our ancestors only got a drop of essence and blood from them, imitated the magic line of the Jinwu clan, and obtained the cultivation method of the Jinwu clan."

"Humans are people. The meridians and veins in the human body are endless, but there are only dozens of meridians in the Jinwu body. The potential of human beings is more than a hundred times, thousands, and ten thousand times stronger than the Jinwu clan?"

"External power must never be relied upon, and true Dharma can only be sought from oneself!"

With a calm smile, Ji Hao suddenly realized that the external methods of the Golden Crow clan were not enough to make him truly powerful. If he wanted to become strong, he had to rely on his own cultivation and efforts to truly tap the endless potential in the human body.

Fire was shining in his eyes. When he opened his eyes, his qi and blood were running like a tide. Dozens of blood in his body burned wildly at the same time. His eyes were painful, his feet were hot, and there was a blazing flame in his chest that was not vomited.

With a "huh", the strong flame behind Ji Hao exploded, and a complete three-legged fire crow phantom spread its wings in the firelight.

With the powerful great witch blood, Ji Hao skipped the eleventh and twelfth levels of the Witch Man Realm in one fell swoop, and instantly activated all the Golden Crow bloodlines, awakened the three kinds of gifted magical powers of the Golden Crow clan, and entered the Small Witch Secret Realm.

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OK, this is an explanation about the ‘blood inheritance’.

All the power of the Southern Wilderness bloodline does not mean that they are descendants of some kind of powerful creature and human hybrid.

Instead, they obtained the inheritance of power from some powerful creature and inherited their unique cultivation secret techniques.

The content of this chapter involves a big pit in this article.
Chapter completed!