Bang! Bang! Bang...
Several people erged awkwardly from an unknowably deep place, their eyes filled with anger as they looked toward Wang Mang.
Having suffered such a significant setback, the ten Dao Ancestors decided to stop probing.
The unfathomable mastery of spatial manipulation by the opponent was headache-inducing enough.
In an instant, ten different Dao runes surged out from within their bodies.
Clearly, they were getting serious.
Seeing this, a still unsatisfied Wang Mang felt sowhat disappointed.
Now, with their bodies enveloped in Dao runes, using Space Dao Rhy to forcibly relocate would consu a vast amount of energy.
Of course, that wasn’t a concern for Wang Mang, who could play as he wished with limitless power.
However, the strong aura continuously emanating from the Interspatial Silk Sachet was sothing Wang Mang couldn’t ignore.
"Can’t wait any longer?"
"Then let’s end this ga."
As soon as his words fell, Wang Mang clapped his hands violently.
In a mont, an invisible breath spread out from his body.
At the sa ti, the space around Wang Mang violently shook.
His actions instantly filled the hearts of the ten Dao Ancestors with chilling, deadly crisis.
Before the ten could react, an incredibly brilliant light burst forth from Wang Mang’s right arm.
His left arm also emitted ripples of an invisible force!
"Die."
As his bland statent fell, the space within a ten-mile radius suddenly began to violently turmoil!
The formless, shapeless space collided with the silvery-white divine brilliance, unleashing an apocalyptic power.
The clash of these two supre forces caused aftershocks that were enough to shatter anyone below the Eternal Realm.
Not to ntion the ten Dao Ancestors at the epicenter.
Under Wang Mang’s deliberate control, the surrounding space, along with the power of ti, began to collapse incessantly.
Chaotic, disordered space; a jumbled ss of ti power.
When the two interacted, their combined power was far greater than the sum of their parts!
"How is this possible!" one Dao Ancestor scread in terror and disbelief.
The Dao runes around him surged crazily, as if costless.
Having once tasted death, they were again sensing the breath of death at this mont!
Now, the ten were utterly tattered as they were torn apart by the chaotic currents of ti and space.
If they weren’t desperately activating the Dao runes to resist in overload, they probably would have perished.
Yet even so, they couldn’t fully withstand it.
At this mont, the chaotic flow of ti and space was like a turbulent giant wave, and they were like tiny boats, at risk of being capsized at any mont.
Finally, after a few breaths, one Dao Ancestor, drained of Dao runes, was instantly devoured by the violent temporal and spatial turbulence.
Just within a breath, the presence of that Dao Ancestor was completely extinguished.
This scene also caused the others to grow grim.
...
At this ti, Wang Mang, unconcerned, also withdrew his gaze.
This strike was enough to ensure that these ten couldn’t survive.
Although the correction chanism of the world kept trying to repair this chaotic region, the spatial power spreading from him simply couldn’t stop the Devouring Dao Rhy.
The kind that devoured as much as ca.
Naturally, this situation garnered the attention of the World Will.
However, upon sensing the terrifyingly boundless power within Wang Mang, it decisively chose to withdraw.
Jokingly, that power could easily destroy this entire world.
Although unclear about the opponent’s purpose, staying out until absolutely necessary was undoubtedly the right move.
If you were to ask what the World Will would do at the final mont.
The World Will would say, what else could be done? Handle it with aplomb.
...
As the turmoil of ti and space finally settled, everything quieted down.
Whether it was those Taoist priests or the ten Dao Ancestors, they had all returned to dust.
"It’s over."
Wang Mang whispered softly, his gaze deep as he looked toward the original spot.
In an instant, a gaze that had been hidden in the void t Wang Mang’s eyes.
At the sa ti, the image of the other’s pupils erged in both their minds.
However, their reactions were completely different.
Wang Mang remained calm and interested, mumbling to himself:
"Another ninth-level Zenith Heaven realm?"
...
At this point, far away at the top of the Demon Suppressing Tower.
"Ah, such a oppressive gaze!"
"The younger generation is truly remarkable now."
The white-haired elder’s voice floated slightly, and his trembling arms further revealed his current state of mind.
His sowhat cloudy pupils looked towards the door behind him, filled with seriousness.
"Ah, troubled tis."
After a sigh, his figure suddenly vanished above the cushion.
...
Ever since Wang Mang detected that spying gaze, he had rushed towards that direction with all his might.
As for Wang You and Abyss Xuanming, both had been taken into a space.
What space, you ask?
Naturally, it was the Interspatial Silk Sachet.
As long as the other party did not resist, the Interspatial Silk Sachet could completely accommodate three people.
At this mont, Wang Mang suddenly stopped during his hurried travel.
"The real master has finally decided to show up."
With these words whispered, the space nearby started fluctuating vividly.
In no ti, a white-haired old man appeared from it.
Seeing this elder, Wang Mang imdiately narrowed his eyes.
Eternal Realm ninth-level Zenith Heaven, even stronger than Gui Chen.
Although the opponent was aged, the profoundly thick Dao runes that had settled within him were genuinely formidable.
In Wang Mang’s perception, it was like a brilliant sun, hard to ignore even if one tried.
"Old man, this isn’t a good ti for a stroll."
"Hehe, old fellow that I am, I really don’t want to fuss about at this age."
Hearing this response, Wang Mang said nothing, just silently mobilized the Dao runes within himself.
The old man opposite did the sa.
Just as both were on edge, the Interspatial Silk Sachet at Wang Mang’s waist suddenly emitted a brilliant light.
A imnsely terrifying aura briefly leaked, imdiately causing the old man’s face to drastically change.
"What have you brought here?!!"
Wang Mang did not answer, rely slightly furrowed his brow.
The next mont, a beam of light flashed from the Interspatial Silk Sachet.
As the body appeared between the two, the white-haired elder did not hesitate to launch an attack.
Thick, abyss-like Dao runes surged out, all directed toward the body.
At this mont, the body’s tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
Then, a hand blocked the continuous barrage of Dao rune attacks.
"Hehehehe, lad, we et again." This statent was directed at the elder.
The latter also put out Dao runes with a serious expression.
However, his actions were clearly futile, even though the barrage of Dao rune attacks seed formidable.
But they were always tightly gripped by the body with a single hand.
Finally, as if annoyed, the body swung his hand forcefully, completely extinguishing all the Dao runes.
Seeing this scene, the elder finally couldn’t keep calm.
"Lad, do you know how much disaster your actions will bring to the entire second ring of the universe!"
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