[Ding! Congratulations host! Mission completed! Reward has been issued to your personal item storage!]
anwhile, space ripples began to emanate around the Ancient Bronze Coffin.
Looking at the gradually disappearing Ancient Bronze Coffin, Wang Mang also slowly nodded his head.
This mission hasn’t been easy for goodness’ sake.
Initially, he had thought it was so kind of welfare mission.
Next mont, Wang Mang suddenly thought of Abyss Xuanming.
In an instant, a trace of worry slowly appeared on his face.
Could it be that he’s already lost his life?
Upon this thought, Wang Mang swiftly deployed his overpowering spiritual will projection.
In an instant, the surroundings were mapped out in Wang Mang’s mind.
Wang Mang withdrew his overpowering spiritual will projection and a strange expression appeared on his face.
Next mont, his figure flashed, and he vanished from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already next to Abyss Xuanming.
At the ti, Abyss Xuanming was tightly hugging the shroud-covered corpse.
Still constantly muttering sothing.
"Cough, cough!"
Wang Mang coughed lightly a couple of tis and spoke with a look of speechlessness, "What are you doing here?"
While saying it, Wang Mang also thoughtfully pinched his chin.
Then, he suddenly realized and spoke, "So that’s it, I wondered why you bothered to bring this corpse."
"It turns out it’s to ease the pain of longing."
Upon hearing Wang Mang’s voice, Abyss Xuanming trembled violently.
Next mont, he quickly let go of the corpse, and sowhat embarrassingly said, "Wang Mang brother, you’re finally back."
Following that, he nonchalantly put the corpse back into the Interspatial Silk Sachet.
"Don’t misunderstand, this corpse can reduce the pressure to so extent."
After speaking, he also looked over Wang Mang.
"Wait, was that pressure created by you?"
Suddenly, he thought of sothing and asked Wang Mang with surprise.
Hearing this, Wang Mang did not deny it.
"Let’s go. After such a change, the Spirit Profound Clan must have noticed."
Seeing that Wang Mang skipped the topic, Abyss Xuanming did not inquire further.
"Hmm, but the mbers of the Barbarian Tribe seem not yet dealt with, right?"
Hearing his words, Wang Mang gave a light laugh.
"Let’s put aside the Barbarian Tribe for now."
"Has that corpse fully revived then?"
As soon as his words fell, a hint of panic flashed across Abyss Xuanming’s face.
"Wang Mang brother, I..."
"Stop, further talk is pointless. Let it co out."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Mang directly interrupted him.
Looking at Wang Mang’s indifferent face, Abyss Xuanming hesitated for a mont, then he slowly sighed.
"All right."
He picked up the Interspatial Silk Sachet and let the shroud-covered corpse out.
The next mont, an intense aura suddenly burst forth.
At that ti, the corpse’s withered eye sockets were spirited.
The look it gave Wang Mang was also filled with fervor.
"Such a rich Life Force!"
The voice that ca from the corpse was incredibly hoarse.
The instant he heard it, Abyss Xuanming’s complexion changed.
Next mont, he quickly used the Dao technique that he had previously controlled the corpse with.
A few monts later, he looked at the motionless corpse and fell silent.
The corpse stiffly turned its head, speaking disdainfully, "Ants, do you really think you can control with your ability?"
As soon as the voice fell, an aura unique to the Eternal Realm powerhouses instantly surged forth.
Bang!
Waves of invisible air pressure rapidly swept towards the two of them.
The corpse stared unwaveringly at Wang Mang, what was going to happen next was obvious.
Seeing this, Wang Mang also chuckled a few tis, then spoke to Abyss Xuanming, "You step aside first."
"Let et the legendary Corpse Clan."
As he spoke, the Slaughter Halberd instantly appeared in Wang Mang’s hand.
Gazing at the divine weapon in Wang Mang’s hands, a trace of caution flashed through the corpse’s eyes.
Inscrutable?
For a mont, ripples appeared in his dry eye sockets.
Just born, he was not yet particularly adept at controlling this body.
It would be better to avoid combat as much as possible.
In an instant, he made a decision.
Then, he waved his hand towards Wang Mang and said, "Out of consideration for your hard cultivation,"
"I offer you a way out."
"Join , and together let’s restore the supre glory of the Corpse Clan."
After speaking, he slowly raised his head, looking down at Wang Mang.
Upon hearing this, a hint of confusion flashed through Wang Mang’s eyes.
The next mont, he silently recited in his mind, "System, what is this thing’s current strength?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the system’s voice followed:
[Newborn of the Corpse Clan: As the corpse that bore him is a Dao Transforr with Perfect Mastery in the Eternal Realm, he naturally possesses formidable strength.]
[He has not yet fully mastered this body, and the strength he can exhibit is only at Level 1 of the Eternal Realm.]
Upon hearing the system’s explanation, Wang Mang imdiately laughed.
So this thing was just bluffing him?
For a while, a hint of mockery appeared in Wang Mang’s eyes.
He had initially thought this thing was incredibly powerful.
It must be said that the lingering might of a Dao Transforr’s corpse from the ninth-level Zenith Heaven realm was still quite formidable.
The aura just now had made Wang Mang’s heart race.
Wang Mang, holding the Slaughter Halberd, calmly said, "Ants now taking refuge have a chance to live."
Upon hearing Wang Mang’s words, a hint of suspicion appeared on the corpse’s face.
But it was covered by a white veil.
Dammit, found out so soon?
Could it be another bluff?
The next mont, he tentatively asked, "Will you speak again to ?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang didn’t hesitate and directly slapped him across the face.
Bang!
As a muffled sound rose, the corpse suddenly flew back.
"Very well! You have angered !"
Instantly, a resonant roar of anger erupted.
The next mont, a streak of light rapidly hurtled towards Wang Mang.
At the sa ti, countless dazzling black lights twinkled around him.
Watching the impressive corpse, Wang Mang disdainfully chuckled.
In an instant, Wang Mang directly appeared next to him.
He slowly turned his head, staring blankly at a smiling Wang Mang.
"You..."
Bang!
Wang Mang’s fist, carrying Ten Thousand Jun Force, viciously smashed into his face.
The corpse was sent flying at a tricky angle once again.
"Don’t hit the face!"
A reluctant protest resounded.
Whether by coincidence or Wang Mang’s deliberation, the corpse just happened to land next to Abyss Xuanming, who was watching from the side.
Looking at Abyss Xuanming’s odd expression, the corpse stood up with utmost arrogance.
Brushing off the dust on his body, it said discontentedly:
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and invite into your Interspatial Silk Sachet!"
"And I will bless you with a supre opportunity."
Watching the very conceited corpse, Abyss Xuanming’s mouth twitched.
Just then, Wang Mang suddenly appeared beside them.
As Wang Mang arrived, the corpse trembled all over.
Then, it warily eyed Wang Mang and warned, "How audacious."
"Once I have recovered my strength, you’ll see what I’m capable of."
"Cease now, and I might overlook your offense!"
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