Next, Wang Mang was taken by this Eternal Realm powerhouse to an institution similar to the Ministry of Justice.
After a series of tedious inquiries and registration, Wang Mang finally obtained a resident card.
During this process, the Eternal Realm powerhouse accompanied him throughout.
In conversation, Wang Mang also learned that this Eternal Realm powerhouse was nad Mo Yong.
The cities in the surrounding area were all under his jurisdiction.
The city he was now in was nad Fuling City.
Wang Mang slowly walked out from the palace behind him.
Right at that mont, Mo Yong appeared by his side, seemingly out of nowhere.
Seeing Wang Mang staring blankly, Mo Yong thought that he had not yet erged from the gloom of his hotown’s destruction.
Thinking that Wang Mang was now a part of this city, he opened his mouth to say,
"With your talent, joining a decent sect should be more than enough. Forget the past and start a new life."
Hearing his words, Wang Mang was montarily stunned.
Then, sowhat speechless, he retorted, "With this talent, even becoming the young clan leader of the Qi Ling tribe would be selling them short."
These words made the corner of Mo Yong’s mouth twitch instantly.
Although he did not believe what Wang Mang said, he did not say much else.
Silly child, once you see those young clan leaders, you’ll know what true geniuses are.
With that thought, he patted Wang Mang on the shoulder and then soared towards the sky.
Watching his departing figure, Wang Mang also withdrew his gaze.
Standing in front of the Enforcent Palace, Wang Mang silently recited in his mind:
"System, use the position coordinates of Abyss Xuanming."
The next mont, the system’s voice arose:
[Ding! Congratulations Host! The use was successful!]
As the voice fell, there appeared in Wang Mang’s mind a map-like interface, similar to a positioning system.
Having determined the location of Abyss Xuanming, Wang Mang felt sowhat surprised.
He had not expected brother Xuanming to be in this world either.
The workings of fate are truly indescribable.
In the next mont, Wang Mang’s figure abruptly tore through space and vanished from the spot.
It is worth ntioning that even the Dao of Space’s intervention in space had slowed down significantly.
As Wang Mang’s figure vanished into the space, Mo Yong, standing not far away on a roof, finally slowly withdrew his gaze.
"Interesting, the power of the Great Dao can actually intervene in space. Could this be the Supre Dao of Space?"
...
At this ti, Abyss Xuanming was still wandering the streets as usual.
He had been wandering these streets for many days without seeing any trace of the Seventh Young Clan Leader of the Qi Ling tribe.
He felt quite helpless for a mont.
If it were any ordinary place, he would have simply taken out the order of the young clan leader and brazenly gone to ask around.
But this was also among the top experts of Earth, where arrogance was not tolerated.
Each top power feared none but others, yet this was, after all, soone else’s territory.
If he caused trouble, he would be suppressed just the sa.
Otherwise, he would end up just like Spirit Mystic White Night.
But, compared to Shenxuan White Night, he didn’t have the secret protection of a Protector.
Just then, a spatial rift suddenly appeared beside him,
Noticing this, Abyss Xuanming’s expression slightly changed.
Tearing through space was a thod unique to Eternal Realm powerhouses—had the Qi Ling tribe discovered him?
With this thought in mind, he quickly took out the order of the young clan leader, waiting for the person from the space to reveal themselves.
As for escaping, he chuckled lightly—there was no way an Eternal Realm’s speed could be matched by an Indestructible Realm.
As the spatial rift grew larger, the pedestrians on the street also noticed the anomaly around Abyss Xuanming.
For a mont, the passers-by hurriedly moved away from the area, fearing they would get caught in the disturbance.
"Senior, why not co out and talk?"
Seeing that the person in the Storage Space was reluctant to co out, Abyss Xuanming spoke up.
In his view, as long as he revealed his identity, the other party wouldn’t trouble him.
Therefore, he wasn’t too worried.
At this mont, inside the Storage Space, Wang Mang also had a speechless expression upon hearing this.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to co out, but rather the space was too solid.
Compared to Fuling City, this space was countless tis more robust.
"Motherfucker!"
For a mont, Wang Mang also let out so colorful language.
The next instant, he fiercely increased the output of Dao of Space.
Zi-la!
Accompanied by a cracking sound, Wang Mang finally opened up a small spatial crack.
Seeing this, Wang Mang quickly squeezed through.
Yes, squeezed through!
At this ti, Abyss Xuanming, who was looking at Wang Mang’s absurd entrance on the street, also had a twitch in the corner of his eye.
With thousands of ways to make an entrance, why did this Eternal Realm expert choose such an absurd one?
At this mont, because Wang Mang was wearing a Daoist robe of Fuling City, Abyss Xuanming didn’t recognize him.
After all, Wang Mang had acquired several strands of Great Dao power, and the change in his aura was significant.
Even if his biological parents were here, they might not be able to recognize him imdiately under such circumstances.
Because the crack was too narrow, Wang Mang’s upper body landed first.
This resulted in Wang Mang assuming an incredibly odd posture.
Eventually, Wang Mang managed to extract his whole body from the space.
Shit, if he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have traveled this way.
He failed to maintain his facade, and now his face was completely lost.
After muttering complaints in his heart, Wang Mang turned his gaze towards Abyss Xuanming.
When he saw Abyss Xuanming’s attire, he was also taken aback.
The reason was simple: Abyss Xuanming was also wearing a Daoist robe.
Apart from the color and so details, the rest were quite similar.
Seeing this, Wang Mang patted his Daoist robe and casually said, "Youngster, what brings you to the domain of our Spirit Mystic clan?"
Abyss Xuanming: ...
Suppressing the urge to retort, Abyss Xuanming showed the order of the young clan leader in his hand and said,
"Elder, I am the Seventh Young Clan Leader of the Abyss Race."
"I am here to visit the Seventh Young Clan Leader of the Spirit Mystic divisions."
Upon hearing his explanation, Wang Mang’s mouth curled up beneath his hood.
This guy is still so dumb.
If he truly were from the Spirit Mystic clan, why would he bother with him?
After all, as a young clan leader, he wasn’t much stronger than rogue cultivators.
With that thought, Wang Mang decided not to tease him anymore and directly lifted his hood.
In an instant, Abyss Xuanming was sowhat confused.
But when he saw Wang Mang’s face, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Looking at his reaction, Wang Mang was quite satisfied.
This was exactly the expression he wanted.
"Wang... Wang Mang, brother?!"
Abyss Xuanming rubbed his eyes and, after confirming it wasn’t an illusion, he said in disbelief.
Hearing this, Wang Mang nodded and replied, "It’s ."
"Weren’t you seeking the fortunes of the Corpse Dao? How did you end up here?"
Upon saying this, Abyss Xuanming quickly glanced around and then whispered to Wang Mang,
"This isn’t the place to talk; follow ."
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