"Every visitor should kneel on the Gate of Magi. If you refuse to kneel, hehe..."
Ji Hao was still tens of miles from the gate, but already, a Chu Wu elder stood up from his chair at the gate and shouted at him.
Hearing his voice, the boa-skin cloak worn by him moved slightly. A strand of dark mist rose from his body and transformed into a lifelike three-headed boa which coiled on the Original Devil clone behind him. The dark devil figure and the three ferocious-looking heads of the boa made this elder look even scarier than a ghost.
Mr. Crow cawed shrilly as he carried Ji Hao and kept darting forward. About ten miles from the gate, Mr. Crow stopped.
Body burning with a raging fire covered in a faint dark mist, Mr. Crow's feathers retracted into his skin while shaking. Soon, he became a tall and scrawny man, his eyes popped out. "No kneel, what? Little kid, do you dare to fight your Master Crow?" He cawed beside Ji Hao.
