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At this mont, in a specially crafted world!

The night was swirling, and the sky gradually darkened.

In a mountain range full of pits and craters, Wang Mang’s figure stood firm.

Next to him was Wang You, holding a divine sword.

A cool breeze brushed past, causing Wang Mang’s deep-space Daoist robe to flutter noisily.

The cold wind that t him slapped against Wang Mang’s face.

Feeling this long-missed chill, Wang Mang whispered softly,

"Compared to the outside world, this place feels more like the real world."

The bright moonlight poured down, landing on Wang Mang’s indifferent face.

Wang You’s expression was the sa.

It was probably the case of a dual expressionless duo.

After a while, Wang Mang finally snapped out of his reverie.

Looking back at the divine sword in Wang You’s hand, Wang Mang beca pensive.

The events of today had completely shattered all the thoughts he had held in his hand.

If it were not for Wang You’s last-minute rescue, his own fate would certainly not have been good.

Followers too were a part of his strength.

With this thought, Wang Mang spoke to the expressionless Wang You,

"You keep the sword, you’re more suited to it than I am."

Wang You, "As Master wishes!"

Wang Mang, "..."

The next mont, Wang Mang abruptly sat down cross-legged.

Pondering over today’s events, he slightly furrowed his brow.

Who were those people?

From what power did they co?

Among those who attacked him earlier, Wang Mang had even spotted a few faces that seed vaguely familiar.

Those faces he had once encountered in front of the hall.

But these people were clearly rogue cultivators, how could they band together to assault him?

Their formation clearly indicated they had plotted this beforehand.

Usually, in the aftermath of a legendary war, common rogue cultivators would stay as far away as possible.

But these people were an exception, totally beyond normal reasoning.

This matter is probably not as simple as it appears on the surface.

After pondering for a long ti, Wang Mang still couldn’t figure it out.

Then he stopped thinking about it.

Looking at Wang You next to him, curiosity flickered in Wang Mang’s eyes.

Today, he had truly witnessed his strength.

Impressive, with great potential for growth and a valuable imdiate combat strength!

This follower was unrivaled.

Just at that mont, the voice of an ancient god suddenly echoed in Wang Mang’s mind:

"Kin, eat more food when you’re free, provide so soul power!"

Hearing this, Wang Mang nodded and said helplessly, "I got it!"

"I’ll make up for it later."

...

At that ti, in a concealed woodland within a specially crafted world,

a sly-looking young man, staring at the pitch-black sky, fell into deep thought.

It was a long while before he ca to his senses.

"This specially crafted world is so vast, how co there’s not even a decent tomb?

"And damn it’s filled with so many powerful demon beasts, such a loss!"

...

Ti flew by, and soon a night had passed.

Faint light seeped through the clouds, spilling onto the earth.

Looking at the gradually brightening sky, Wang Mang slowly stood up.

He took a deep breath of stale air and casually remarked,

"I’ve finally recovered!"

After spending a whole night, Wang Mang’s body had finally recovered.

The soreness in his body hadn’t completely dissipated but didn’t affect his combat ability.

Moving his limbs around, Wang Mang’s eyes shot forth a fierce beam of light, which soon dissipated.

Although he was very annoyed by yesterday’s attack,

considering it labor-intensive to kill these people, he preferred to wait until the conquest of the Stellar Domain Emperor was nearly complete to eradicate them all at once.

Wang Mang had also co to terms with the situation.

After all, it was all his in the end; a bit more ti wouldn’t make a difference.

With this thought, Wang Mang extinguished the idea of imdiate retaliation.

As for the target of retaliation, need that even be said?

It was obviously the unsupported rogue cultivators!

Just then, a prompt from the system suddenly resounded in Wang Mang’s mind:

[Ding! Reminder to the host! The Emperor’s Tragedy’s first task stage has begun!]

[Ding! The probing by various top forces has ended, next the host will face real assassination attempts!]

[Ding! Please ensure the host maintains his current appearance by sunset!]

[Ding! Reminder to the host that completing each task stage will increase the final reward of the Emperor’s Tragedy!]

[Ding! If the host does not maintain his current unhard appearance by sunset, the reward will be canceled!]

Upon hearing this series of prompts from the system, Wang Mang was montarily stunned.

The next mont, he quickly ca to his senses.

Damn, still coming?

In an instant, a bloodthirsty expression erged clearly on Wang Mang’s face.

Fuck, it seems that yesterday’s group was the handiwork of so top forces!

They really think I’m an easy target!

"System, bring out my follower!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the system’s voice followed:

[Ding! Congratulations to the host! The retrieval of the item was successful!]

The next mont, a figure appeared beside Wang Mang.

Looking at the peaceful surroundings, Wang Mang’s expression grew even colder.

In his right hand, he was holding the Slaughter Halberd.

"Let’s see who kills more."

Cold light flickered in Wang Mang’s eyes, his words revealing boundless madness.

Wang You: "Yes, Master!"

Wang Mang: "..."

For a mont, Wang Mang was rendered silent by his response.

The montum he had just gathered dissipated completely.

Gazing toward the horizon, Wang Mang gripped the halberd in his hand tightly.

The war was about to begin!

The two figures stood towering in midair.

Waiting for their arrival.

Half an incense stick of ti passed.

In Wang Mang’s perception, people began to appear around him gradually.

However, they did not attack Wang Mang imdiately.

Wang Mang continued to wait patiently, leisurely tapping his fingers.

Just like that, the world passed by, second by second.

Finally, after an incense stick of ti, those ambushed around Wang Mang made their move!

At that mont, the power of the Great Dao surged, and hundreds of presences were exposed at once, no longer hidden.

Seeing this, the corner of Wang Mang’s mouth slightly lifted, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, saying:

"It has begun, Wang You!"

The mont the words fell, Wang Mang disappeared from the spot.

Only the stolid Wang You remained, muttering "Yes, Master," before picking up a divine sword and charging into the crowd.

At this mont, an eerie aura enveloped Wang Mang, and the Great Devouring Dao, dark as the abyss, constantly flowed out from his body.

In an instant, those touched by the Great Devouring Dao were enveloped.

Among these people, there were those at the peak of the Indestructible Realm and even Level 1 of the Eternal Realm.

But ultimately, they could not withstand the traits of ’assimilation’ and ’devouring,’ falling as their internal powers rapidly drained away.

Wang You was in no way inferior to Wang Mang, as a streak of cold light flashed through the crowd, imdiately followed by a rain of blood.

Facing Wang You, these people were mostly killed in one hit, then fell toward the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Mang exclaid in frustration!

He then hurriedly mobilized the Great Devouring Dao toward these corpses.

Suddenly, a breath began to rise rapidly!

At the sa ti, a suprely high aura appeared on the battlefield!

Accompanied by an arrogant phrase:

"Stand down, let handle this."

(The previous Chapter’s title was wrong, but it has been changed now.)

(Sorry, sorry!)

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