As soon as the words were uttered, the voice of the ancient god echoed resoundingly in Wang Mang’s mind.
"Received!"
The next mont, an overwhelming aura erupted from within Wang Mang.
At the sa ti, Wang Mang felt this power constantly tearing apart his body.
His powerful physique was incessantly ripped apart and then reassembled.
Scarlet flashes, accompanied by silvery threads of Ti, kept swirling around him.
The intense pain stimulated his nerves, causing Wang Mang to tremble uncontrollably, his facial expression ferociously twisted.
Dark gold cyclones swirled around Wang Mang.
Simultaneously, his body beca densely covered with runes.
As his body continued to break down and rebuild, the number of runes increased.
A diamond-shaped symbol also appeared on his forehead.
In an instant, the aura of the ancient gods enveloped the entire specially-created world.
All creatures in the world felt an oppressive force from the depths of their souls.
For a ti, nurous demon beasts, as if on a pilgrimage, knelt down in the direction of Wang Mang.
So of the weaker individuals also fell to their knees, overco by the pressure.
At the sa ti, the mountain regions and ley lines in each corner of the specially-created world began to stir.
Beneath a vast island that was boundless, a massive turtle head erged.
Looking towards the distant void, it spoke gravely:
"What is happening on the side of that foolish dragon?"
...
anwhile, in the outside world’s spectator area.
Watching the Ancient God phantom becoming more tangible on the crystal screen, everyone fell silent.
Even though separated by the crystal screen, the massive phantom, capable of propping up the heavens and stepping on the earth, was imnsely oppressive.
Ancient god!
A being of such ancient and formidable power!
This term surfaced in everyone’s mind, causing a towering surge!
Staring at the scene on the crystal screen, a person in the spectator area swallowed hard and murmured:
"An... Ancient god!?"
"How can such a being appear here?"
A wave of discussion burst forth as those nearby started to talk amongst themselves.
"Ancient god? Aren’t such species extinct?"
"No, this is an Ancient God Inheritor!"
"Such a person has actually joined the contest for the Stellar Domain Emperor!"
"It’s over, everyone in this contest for Stellar Domain Emperor will be annihilated by Wang Mang!"
"Heh, don’t worry, the top forces won’t just stand by and watch."
...
Amid the commotion in the spectator area, everyone voiced their opinions.
It’s worth ntioning that most of those speaking out were middle-aged or younger individuals.
On the other hand, the older and more aged remained silent.
Those who usually had seen much and knew much, who would have normally taken this opportunity to explain and show off, were unusually quiet.
If one observed closely the wrinkled faces of these elders, they would notice a look of fear in their eyes.
...
At this mont, in the private suites of the various top forces, it was also eerily quiet.
Staring at the godfiend-like figure on the crystal screen, they were too shocked to utter a word.
"I didn’t expect this young man to wield the inheritance of the ancient gods with such proficiency," said the abyssal skeleton from the Nine Clans of the Abyss’s suite with a smile, speaking to Elder Black Sun beside him.
What could be more gratifying than seeing the protégé you are fond of grow up?
Upon hearing his words, Elder Black Sun also praised with a smile,
"Indeed, at first I was worried that the karma of the ancient gods would strangle this rising Peerless Heavenly Talent."
"Now it seems that my worry was sowhat unnecessary."
Overhearing their conversation, the clan elders standing behind them were speechless.
It’s one thing to play favorites, but to do so this blatantly?
If the young clan leader of the Abyss Temple knew that he had been fighting for his life in a specially crafted world while his own patriarch was completely indifferent, he would probably be furious, wouldn’t he?
Just then, the abyssal skeleton seated in the patriarch’s position suddenly thought of sothing and curiously asked Elder Black Sun beside him,
"Right, was that girl just now the one you said had captured the lad’s heart?"
Upon hearing this, Elder Black Sun subconsciously stroked his chin and thoughtfully replied,
"It should be, more or less."
At those words, the abyssal skeleton nodded, his mind pondering unknown thoughts.
A mont later, he spoke again,
"Judging from this young man’s deanor, I reckon things don’t bode well."
As he spoke, a gossipy expression suddenly appeared on his face.
Seeing the abyssal skeleton’s interest, Elder Black Sun disdainfully curled his lip and slowly said,
"A great man should wield a three-foot sword and achieve extraordinary feats, why be ensnared by emotions."
"When you were back then..."
Elder Black Sun, who had intended to continue, quickly fell silent upon seeing the abyssal skeleton’s unfriendly gaze.
With a scornful glance at Elder Black Sun, the abyssal skeleton’s gaze slowly shifted towards the wall of the private box.
There was the girl who had once made him throw caution to the wind.
Rembering his own ridiculous actions back then, he chuckled lightly.
After a mont, he said aningfully,
"Cultivation is about refining the heart as well as the path; the mundane world is not a stumbling block on the road of cultivation, but the heart that refuses to be lonely is."
...
anwhile, in the specially crafted world.
The aura of an ancient god, a primordial divine being, perated the entire world.
The sentint of the sorrow of the prival epoch was overwhelming.
Feeling the power within him as vast as the universe, Wang Mang’s face revealed a hint of joy.
At that mont, he felt as though he could punch through a planet!
Of course, Wang Mang knew this was an illusion caused by the sudden expansion of strength.
He stretched out his right arm and squeezed his fist, causing the surrounding Storage Space to tremble, with several cracks appearing.
Black-golden whirlwinds, like a vast ocean, swirled around Wang Mang.
The diamond-shaped mark on his forehead added a touch of mystery,
At the sa ti, Wang Mang also felt like he had experienced being an ancient god!
To put it bluntly, he could definitely break through this specially crafted world right now!
It’s just not as easy as doing it with one punch.
For a mont, Wang Mang’s expression grew more unrestrained, eventually leading him to burst into hearty laughter:
"Hahaha! This is what power feels like!"
The next mont, Wang Mang’s laughter ca to an abrupt stop.
Then he looked coldly at the Dreamland Earth Dragon shivering not far away.
In his knife-sharp eyes, the profound and crushing intent to kill was unmistakable.
Confronted with Wang Mang’s gaze, the Dreamland Earth Dragon trembled even more violently.
At this mont, it had completely lost the dignity of the King of Ten Thousand Tribes.
The pressure of the ancient god felt like the weight of the Primordial God Mountain pressing on its draconic body.
"Little insect, where’s your arrogance now?"
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