Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After hearing Wang Mang’s reply, the abyssal skeleton frowned.
After staring at the phantom for a long ti, the abyssal skeleton said in confusion, "It wasn’t like this before."
As he spoke, he looked deeply at Wang Mang and continued, "Don’t use this power during training."
Hearing this, although Wang Mang felt a little regretful, he still did as he was told.
As the phantom disappeared, the pressure that perated everyone’s bodies imdiately dissipated.
At this mont, Wang Mang also noticed the abnormalities of the elders.
For a mont, his heart skipped a beat.
It seed that the appearance of the Ancient God phantom would affect these elders greatly?
As this thought appeared, Wang Mang could not help but feel a little excited.
It seed that the mutation of the Godfiend Form was not a bad thing.
At this mont, the Ninth Elder wiped his forehead with lingering fear.
Looking at Wang Mang, who was standing in the arena in a daze, the Ninth Elder’s heart could not help but ripple.
Damn it, was the ancient god phantom that strong?
Staring at Wang Mang, the Ninth Elder’s expression was incomparably ugly.
"Hey, kid, the training isn’t over yet."
Seeing that Wang Mang was still in a daze, the Ninth Elder reminded him angrily.
Hearing this, Wang Mang imdiately ca back to his senses.
Wang Mang looked at him absent-mindedly and nodded.
In the next mont, he raised the Massacre Halberd and attacked him.
Seeing Wang Mang charging at him, the Ninth Elder’s eyebrows twitched.
In an instant, countless Dao runes appeared around Wang Mang.
"How dare you be distracted when we’re fighting? Are you looking down on ?"
He glared at Wang Mang and berated him fiercely.
As he squeezed with one hand, the Dao runes around Wang Mang instantly shrank.
In that instant, alarm bells rang in Wang Mang’s heart.
He hurriedly brandished the Massacre Halberd and quickly slashed around.
The domineering divine sense in his Primordial Spirit was released in an instant.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As countless muffled sounds rang out, several attacks struck the oncoming Dao runes.
However, it could not break through the gradually shrinking Dao runes.
"Indestructible Body.
"Devour the starry sky!"
In an instant, Wang Mang did not hesitate and went all out.
In an instant, thick veins popped out on Wang Mang’s arm like ferocious flood dragons.
Countless golden rays of light shot out from Wang Mang’s body.
Holding the Slaughter Halberd tightly, Wang Mang slashed at the Daoist Rhy with all his might.
Rumble!
With a loud boom, a crack appeared on the Ninth Elder’s incomparably robust Daoist Rhy.
Seeing this, Wang Mang’s face imdiately revealed a trace of joy.
Just as he was about to strike a second ti, the crack that he had just made was instantly repaired.
In an instant, Wang Mang’s face fell.
The Ninth Elder chuckled. "Do you really think I’m a pushover?
"You’re not even close."
At this mont, Hei Yan, who was watching the battle from the corner, could not stand it anymore. He whispered to an elder beside him, "This old fellow is still as shaless as ever!
"Facing an Eternal Realm junior, he actually used his Dao runes to attack the entire ti."
Hearing this, an elder beside him nodded in agreent.
Then, the elder whispered, "If I were to go up, I definitely wouldn’t use my Dao runes."
Hearing this, Kuriko could not help but look at him in surprise.
Seeing the confident look on the elder’s face, Hei Yan was rendered speechless.
Damn it, he did not even use his Dao runes the entire ti. Even he did not dare to say that.
With this thought in mind, a strange smile appeared on Kuriko’s face.
There would be a good show to watch later.
At this mont, the abyssal skeleton appeared on the arena. As he waved his hand gently, the Dao runes that were gradually compressing Wang Mang disappeared.
In an instant, Wang Mang fell to the ground, panting heavily.
Originally, the Godfiend Form was his most important trump card, and now he wasn’t allowed to use it.
There was no chance of winning.
Looking at Wang Mang’s dog-like appearance, the Ninth Elder smiled smugly.
Then, he walked to Wang Mang’s side and said with a smile, "How’s it going, kid?
"You still have a long way to go.
"This is all for your own good..."
Hearing this, Wang Mang was speechless.
F*ck, thank you!
The Ninth Elder was still talking to himself and did not notice the dark-faced Abyssal Corpse at the side.
The few elders standing in the corner were speechless when they saw that he was still chattering.
"Cough, cough!"
Elder Hei Yan pretended to cough again.
However, the Ninth Elder, who was getting more and more enthusiastic in the arena, did not hear it at all.
At this mont, the abyssal skeleton at the side said unhappily, "Enough.
"Ninth Elder, you can leave first."
Hearing this, the Ninth Elder stopped.
The Ninth Elder looked at Wang Mang, still unsatisfied, and slowly walked down the arena.
After he went down, the abyssal skeleton pointed to the side of Hei Yan.
"Eighth Elder, it’s your turn."
After helping Wang Mang up, the abyssal skeleton casually took out a dicinal pill and handed it to Wang Mang.
After receiving the pill, Wang Mang began to refine it on the spot.
Just like that, an incense stick of ti passed.
Wang Mang was full of vigor again.
Seeing this, the Eighth Elder, who had been waiting in the arena for a long ti, stretched his muscles.
"Are you done, kid? I’ve been waiting for you for a long ti."
Rubbing his fists, the Eighth Elder said eagerly.
The corner of Wang Mang’s mouth twitched.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Mang said in despair, "Co."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Eighth Elder, who was ready to attack, instantly rushed toward Wang Mang.
Looking at the aggressive Eighth Elder, Wang Mang’s expression was incomparably strange.
Originally, he thought that there would be another dinsional attack from the Dao runes.
Unexpectedly, the Eighth Elder actually wanted to compete with him in terms of physical body.
At that mont, Wang Mang revealed a gratified smile.
In the next mont, Wang Mang’s entire body began to slowly tremble.
This was because his body was excited.
Wang Mang’s entire body tensed up, and the blood energy in his body began to surge crazily.
Countless muffled sounds ca from Wang Mang’s body.
Clenching his fists, Wang Mang smashed toward the Eighth Elder without holding back.
Bang!
As their fists collided, an intense fluctuation spread in all directions.
In an instant, the Eighth Elder’s expression changed slightly, but he quickly adjusted himself.
The arrogance of an Eternal Realm expert made him suppress his facial expression.
Looking at the expressionless Eighth Elder, Wang Mang was also surprised.
The next mont, he exerted force with his fist.
In an instant, the Eighth Elder, who was holding on, could not hold it in anymore.
He took a few steps back and shook his numb arm.
Looking at the smiling Wang Mang, the Eighth Elder could not help but feel a little vexed.
F*ck, he was bewitched. He actually fought with the Soul Refining Overlord Body.
Now, he had made a fool of himself in front of everyone.
At this mont, Kuriko shouted at the top of his voice.
"Good luck, old man. Rember what you said about not using Daoist Rhys."
Upon hearing this, the Eighth Elder, who was about to unleash his Daoist Rhys, suddenly stopped.
In an instant, he had already cursed Hei Yan thousands of tis in his heart.
Hearing this, a bright smile appeared on Wang Mang’s face.
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