Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After hearing Mo Yang’s words, Wang Mang asked hesitantly.
"World Origin?
"After obtaining the Origin of other large clans’ realms, can I directly devour it?"
Hearing this, Mo Yang’s face darkened and he said speechlessly:
"Stop joking. That thing can only be refined at most.
"And it will take a long ti.
"If you directly devour World Origin, won’t you explode?"
After hearing Mo Yang’s words, Wang Mang said excitedly, "In other words, it can be devoured!
"When the ti cos, the other large clans won’t pursue the matter, right?"
Seeing that Wang Mang did not seem to be joking, Mo Yang imdiately said in a serious tone, "Perhaps you don’t know what the source of the world contains.
"But I’m warning you not to try to devour it."
[When every world is born, it will quickly produce World Origin]
"When these world origins were born, they were already engraved with the Will of the Universe.
"Even if you successfully devoured World Origin and did not explode from the majestic power, "But at the sa ti, the imprint of the Will of the Universe was transferred to you.
"There will be a day when the Will of the Universe will settle the score!
"The only one who can ignore this risk is an ancient god!
"Do you know?"
After hearing Mo Yang’s warning, Wang Mang’s expression imdiately changed.
Then, he chanted in his heart, "System, do I have the imprint of the Will of the Universe in my body?"
The next mont, the system’s voice ca.
[Ding! Don’t worry, Host. World Origin that has passed through the system’s hands has been erased!]
Hearing this, Wang Mang’s anxious heart imdiately relaxed.
Seeing the change in Wang Mang’s expression, Mo Yang’s eyelids twitched.
He asked in disbelief, "You wouldn’t ... ?"
As if he could tell what Mo Yang wanted to ask, Wang Mang hurriedly denied.
"Haha, I’m just asking.
"Don’t worry, I won’t do such a stupid thing!"
Hearing this, Mo Yang slowly heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, he patted Wang Mang’s shoulder and said in a low voice, "You’re the hope of a rise!
"Don’t do anything stupid."
Hearing Mo Yang’s aningful words, Wang Mang said calmly, "Got it."
...
"I hope so.
"Alright, I’ll take my leave first. You can familiarize yourself with the environnt of the clan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed toward a courtyard.
Watching his departing figure, Wang Mang muttered to himself, "Warn ?
"Hmph! I hope that when the ti cos, you will have the strength to resist !"
With that, he rushed toward the streets of Mo City.
At this mont, Muk Gu was tasting Divine Path Tea in the courtyard, quietly looking at the thriving Muk Gu.
At this mont, Mo Yang suddenly arrived.
Looking at Mo Yang who had arrived, Mo Gu asked calmly, "What is it?"
As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea and slowly pushed it toward Mo Yang.
Seeing this, Mo Yang quickly sat cross-legged on the other side of the tea table.
After drinking the Divine Path Tea, he said, "Father, when the ti cos, will the other large clans tacitly allow Wang Mang to participate?
"They should have seen Wang Mang like you, right?"
Hearing this, Muk Gu took a sip of tea and calmly said, "Don’t worry, what can they do even if they know?
"In terms of strength, who are we afraid of?
"The reason why Gui has a low status among the other large clans is that the results of the Endless Holy War are not ideal.
"With the two of us at the Eternal Realm, they won’t dare to do anything."
After hearing Muk Gu’s confident answer, Mo Yang imdiately felt much more at ease.
Then, he bade farewell.
"Yes, it’s true that I’m worrying unnecessarily. Father, I still have sothing on, so I’ll take my leave first."
With that, he prepared to leave.
"Wait!"
At this mont, Muk Gu stopped him.
"Yes?
"What happened?"
Hearing this, Mo Yang slowly turned around and asked.
The next mont, Muk Gu waved his hand at him.
"By the way, have you found out why Wang Mang left the Nine Clans of the Abyss?"
After hearing Muk Gu’s words, Mo Yang said indifferently, "The scouts who went to the Abyss World haven’t returned yet.
"It will take about three days for the scouts to return to the Endless Sanctuary."
As soon as he finished speaking, Muk Gu slowly said, "Alright, go do your thing."
Hearing this, Mo Yang nodded slightly and rushed toward his residence.
At this mont, in the market of Mo City, Wang Mang was looking for a tavern.
On the boring path of devouring and increasing his strength, only drinking could let him relax.
After a while, Wang Mang stopped in front of a building with the Black Night Pavilion engraved on the plaque.
From afar, Wang Mang could sll the fragrance of the wine. He looked at the three words and smiled.
Then, he walked straight in.
As he slowly pushed open the curtain, countless custors who were drinking heavily appeared in front of him.
At this mont, a waiter warmly said to Wang Mang, "Guest, quickly take a seat."
Under his lead, Wang Mang quickly sat down in a corner.
At this mont, the waiter saw the Holy Son Token hanging on Wang Mang’s waist.
His pupils imdiately constricted as he hurriedly bowed and said, "Lord... Lord Holy Son!
"It’s my fault. I’ll help you change to a better position!"
Hearing this, Wang Mang said calmly, "Alright, I’ll sit here.
"Hurry up and serve a bar!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter hurriedly said respectfully, "Alright, Lord Holy Son!"
With that, he quickly ran toward the kitchen.
The commotion here was naturally seen by the other guests.
When they saw the Holy Son Token on Wang Mang’s waist, they all revealed respectful expressions.
After all, the news of the Holy Son being chosen had spread throughout the entire Endless Holy Son Realm in the past few days.
Instantly, the surrounding guests quietened down and sized up Wang Mang.
Sensing the sudden silence in the Mo Xiao Pavilion, Wang Mang frowned.
Compared to the quiet environnt, Wang Mang preferred the originally noisy atmosphere.
After a while, the waiter brought the spirit wine over.
Placing the spirit wine on Wang Mang’s table, the waiter said ingratiatingly, "Lord Holy Son, your wine is here.
"If there’s anything you need, just tell ."
Hearing this, Wang Mang waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
Seeing this, the waiter quickly returned to the door to receive the other guests.
...
At this mont, in the Netherworld Race’s territory.
Ming Wei, who had returned from Mo City, was half-kneeling under the throne and reporting.
"Sir, that Holy Son’s strength can’t be underestimated!
"He’ll definitely be the nether race’s number one enemy in the future!
"Why don’t you let go..."
As he spoke, he reached out and wiped his neck.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man on the throne slowly opened his eyes.
Then, he said in a hoarse voice, "Let take a look!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an extrely strange power of the Great Dao attacked the head of the Dark Guard.
"My lord...!"
Before Ming Wei could finish speaking, he paused.
In the next mont, he fell to the ground as if he had lost his soul.
At the sa ti, the strange power of the Great Path left his body and floated toward the person on the throne.
With his eyes closed, the middle-aged man looked at Ming Wei’s mories and frowned slightly.
Then, he opened his eyes and said in surprise, "How did this guy appear in this world and beco the Holy Son?
"No, I have to report to the ancestor!"
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