Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The patriarchs of the nine clans continued to discuss it.
Their discussion concluded with the imprisonnt of Fifth Patriarch for ten years.
Wang Mang, who was in the Two-Ringed Universe, fell into a daze.
Right now, he had no idea where to go.
After pondering for a long ti, Wang Mang decided to find a world to settle down in first.
As ti passed quickly, he soon found a world.
Looking at the world that was getting closer and closer to him, he imdiately beca energetic.
Only God knew how long he had been wandering aimlessly in the universe.
Now, he had finally found sowhere.
With this thought in mind, Wang Mang quickened his pace.
At this mont, in the Origin Martial Small World, a cultivator watched beside a village as the villagers kneeled at his feet. He threatened, "Ants, I advise you to tell the location of the divine item honestly.
"Otherwise, don’t bla for being ruthless!"
Hearing this, an old man who was kneeling said, "Sir, our Peach Blossom Village has been farming for generations.
"There’s no divine item you’re talking about!"
...
"That’s right!"
"Sir, please let us go!"
"What kind of world is this?"
...
After the old man spoke, the others echoed.
Hearing this, the cultivator frowned.
At this mont, soone beside him said, "Senior Brother, it just so happens that the sect master is cultivating the Blood Demon Mystique and needs fresh blood from boys and girls.
"Why don’t we capture the children in this village and bring them back?"
"Isn’t that a bad idea?" the cultivator asked hesitantly.
Seeing this, the person beside him hurriedly continued to bewitch him.
"What’s wrong with that?
"They’re just a bunch of ants.
"When the ti cos, it might even be a great achievent.
"Perhaps the sect master will reward us with a low-rank Level 7 Divine Ability!"
Hearing this, the cultivator hesitated for a while before saying, "I think it’ll work!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the few people around him imdiately walked toward the crowd with ill intentions.
The few of them did not hide their conversation, and the kneeling villagers heard it clearly.
Imdiately, a middle-aged villager stood up and said angrily, "You scumbags, you don’t even let children off.
"I’ll fight you to the death!"
With that, he rushed toward them.
However, the difference between a commoner and a cultivator was like a chasm.
In the next mont, the villager’s body stopped, and a long sword pierced through his chest.
Imdiately, the villager spat out a mouthful of blood as a cultivator slowly pulled out his sword.
The villager slowly fell to the ground and died.
Seeing this, the villagers who originally wanted to resist dispelled this thought.
At this mont, a cultivator said calmly, "Don’t resist. We only want children.
"If you don’t listen, you’ll end up like him."
After saying that, he pointed at the dead villagers on the ground.
Just as they were about to take action...
A stream of light streaked across the sky and landed on the village.
Bang!
Instantly, a dull voice ca.
For a mont, smoke rose in the village.
Seeing this, the cultivators paused and hurriedly looked at the place where the stream of light landed.
Then, they looked at each other and walked into the village.
This streak of light was naturally the descending Wang Mang.
At this mont, Wang Mang looked at the ground excitedly.
Recently, all he could see was the starry sky.
Day after day, he could not help but feel bored.
At this mont, three weak auras appeared in Wang Mang’s perception.
A few voices ca.
"Senior Brother, what is this?"
"I haven’t even seen him yet. How would I know?"
"Could it be that so treasure has descended?"
"It’s possible!"
Hearing this, Wang Mang could not help but be speechless.
These guys were treating him like a treasure that fell from the sky.
However, it just so happened that he needed to ask passersby now.
With this thought in mind, Wang Mang released a trace of his aura and flew toward them.
At this mont, the three people who saw Wang Mang hurriedly said, "Senior Brother, look, it’s a person!"
"He’s coming our way."
"What a powerful aura!"
Listening to their conversation, the cultivator in the middle of the three said, "Don’t talk, he’s coming!"
At this mont, Wang Mang had already arrived in front of the three of them.
Looking at the three of them who were facing a great enemy, Wang Mang asked indifferently, "What kind of world is this?"
Hearing this, one of the three hurriedly replied, "My lord, this is the Origin Martial Small World. May I know who you are?"
Ignoring the three of them, Wang Mang muttered, "A small world?"
"Forget it, I’ll just stay here for a while."
With that, Wang Mang left into the distance.
Seeing Wang Mang leave, the three of them instantly heaved a sigh of relief.
After all, the aura coming from Wang Mang was too terrifying.
They had no doubt that Wang Mang had the ability to kill them easily.
At this mont, seeing that Wang Mang had already left, the hope that the villagers had ignited was once again destroyed.
At that instant, the three cultivators from the Immortal Mirror arrived.
The children in the village were all taken away.
Regarding this, the villagers were furious but did not dare to say anything.
Not long after, these people took away the children in the village one by one.
All that was left were the villagers who were crying in grief.
Wang Mang, who was not far away, saw this scene clearly.
However, he did not interfere. He was already used to such a scene.
At this mont, Wang Mang hid his figure and quietly followed a few people.
Now that he had nothing to do, he followed them into the city.
After the three of them paid the Dao Gems, they entered the city.
At this mont, Wang Mang entered a tavern and ordered so low-rank Level 7 spirit wine.
Listening to the conversations of the people around him, Wang Mang understood the division of power in this great world.
And what had happened in the Origin Martial Small World recently.
"Have you heard? There’s actually a Quasi-Level 8 powerhouse in the top macro world of the Abyssal Nine Races!"
"That’s right, I heard that when the two Quasi-Level 8 powerhouses fought, there were countless corpses everywhere!"
"That’s impossible. Isn’t the Two-Ringed Universe unable to accommodate a Quasi-Level 8 existence?"
"Hahaha, just listen to them brag!"
"That’s right. Why should we care about other worlds?"
"Recently, the protection fee of the Blood Shadow Sect has increased again."
"Damn it, these guys are crazy. They only paid 500 Dao Gems last ti."
"It can’t be helped. Who asked you to live in the territory protected by others?"
...
Listening to their conversation, Wang Mang was a little surprised.
He did not expect that the battle in the top Abyss world would spread throughout the entire Two-Ringed Universe so quickly.
However, the version he was hearing now was a little ridiculous.
Just as they were drinking and chatting...
A burly man at Level 5 of the Immortal Mirror walked in.
Looking at the person who ca, the few people who were originally chatting happily imdiately fell silent.
For a mont, the tavern fell silent.
At this mont, the burly man looked at the tavern that was already full of custors and shouted, "Where’s the shopkeeper? Didn’t I tell you to save a seat for ?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man ca forward to welco him. He nodded and bowed.
"Sir, it’s not that I didn’t want to reserve a seat for you.
"There was a custor who didn’t listen to just now. I had no choice!"
He had missed sothing. He had no choice but to give in.
Hearing this, the burly man looked in Wang Mang’s direction.
Looking at the calm Wang Mang, the burly man was instantly interested.
He walked toward Wang Mang and placed the low-rank Level 7 saber at his waist on Wang Mang’s table.
At the sa ti, he released his cultivation aura and said fiercely, "Kid, don’t you know that this is my seat?"
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