The next mont, everyone’s gaze towards Wang Mang changed imdiately.
If their original looks were rely serious, then now, their eyes were filled with madness.
Facing the wolf-like stares of the crowd, Wang Mang felt his heart skip a beat in an instant.
As expected, a familiar blood-colored Dao rune started to surge from within everyone’s bodies.
The fluctuation of more than a dozen auras caused the surrounding chaotic Supre Domain to shake and nearly collapse.
It didn’t even hold up for a few seconds before shattering.
Wang Mang’s expression changed slightly, and he felt a stampede of ten thousand grass-mud horses racing through his heart.
This damned Blood Qi burning secret technique again.
The montum caused by a dozen Eternal Realm ninth-level Zenith Heaven experts burning their Blood Qi was simply too intense.
The traits radiated by the Dao runes didn’t last even ten seconds before they were worn away.
Facing the blood-thirsty crowd, a bitter smile appeared on Wang Mang’s face.
After taking a deep breath, Wang Mang’s eyes condensed and he began to retract his aura.
A great battle was inevitable; he would have to use every ounce of his strength with caution.
The sixteen people opposite him didn’t hesitate either, brandishing their weapons and charging towards Wang Mang.
Wang Mang, seeing this, also swung his Slaughter Halberd, roaring as he attacked them.
The leading patriarch, his body emitting Blood Qi Dao runes, swung his rod-shaped divine weapon and smashed it heavily towards Wang Mang.
Enhanced by the blood-colored Dao runes, the rod-shaped divine weapon shone with a fierce light.
Clang!
A crisp sound rang out as it collided with the Slaughter Halberd.
For a mont, the void seed to spill over with electric arcs, and the atmosphere beca tense and heated.
Wang Mang’s face turned extrely ugly as he was blocked.
The next mont, a dozen blood-colored figures were also rushing over majestically.
The closest among them was already swinging a large sword towards him.
Wang Mang gritted his teeth, and a faint silver light flickered on his right arm.
Dazzling Ti Dao runes, carrying the might of the Supre God, blocked another person.
But this was still just a temporary solution, not addressing the root cause.
When the rest arrived, they were all brimming with surging Blood Qi, shaking the Starry Sky.
The next mont, Wang Mang didn’t linger any longer and imdiately unleashed divine speed.
In an instant, he disappeared from his original spot.
He had previously bound with Wang You and acquired the other’s divine speed in case of sudden need.
Dammit, if things really don’t work out, he might just have to run.
After all, abandoning the mission would not be too big a loss.
Forget it, let’s see how the situation unfolds and decide whether to fight or flee.
Thinking this, Wang Mang also appeared at an extre speed near one of the patriarchs.
Before the latter could react, Wang Mang swung his Slaughter Halberd fiercely at the other’s neck.
However, what Wang Mang hadn’t expected was that the opponent’s blood-colored Dao runes were rely scraped off slightly and then nothing more happened.
The Slaughter Halberd was thus frozen in the air, subject to the blood-colored Dao runes surrounding the patriarch.
When the latter finally reacted, he was first shocked, then a mocking look appeared in his eyes.
"This is the power I gained after burning my blood essence," he said.
As he spoke, he violently lifted his long spear, intending to stab Wang Mang.
Taken aback, Wang Mang imdiately used divine speed to escape.
When he reappeared, Wang Mang was already on the opposite side of the sixteen people.
Looking at the people coming toward him with sowhat ferocious expressions, Wang Mang’s face darkened to the extre.
Burning the blood essence within their bodies actually granted them such terrifying power.
However, the one point that gave Wang Mang so relief was that the patriarch whom he had previously cut had his internal aura slightly diminished.
He speculated that if the blood-colored Dao runes surrounding these people were worn away, it would also be a significant loss for them.
With this thought, Wang Mang embarked on his kiting path.
In a state of extre speed, he continually wore down the Blood Qi Dao runes surrounding these people.
And truth be told, this technique actually gave Wang Mang a glimr of hope for victory.
With the blessing of divine speed, Wang Mang completely charged forward, and these patriarchs couldn’t see his figure at all.
At most, they could only catch glimpses of his afterimage.
In the state of divine speed, it seed to Wang Mang that these people’s movents were slowed down by countless tis.
Fighting like this was extrely thrilling.
This sense of speed and willfulness also brought satisfaction to Wang Mang.
He finally understood the feeling of fighting with a speed advantage, as Wang You did.
To describe the technique in a few words, it was damn exhilarating.
Although his Base Attacks could not cause much impact on these people, the frequency of his Attacks was rapid.
Moreover, in a state of burning Blood Qi, the Blood Qi in the bodies of these patriarchs was also slowly depleting.
The so-called limited harm was extrely insulting.
The only thing he needed to be wary of was the depletion of his own Dao runes.
After all, Wang Mang did not possess Dao runes of speed.
His speed was entirely simulated by the extre consumption of several strands of extre Dao Qi.
In this status, not only was his speed unable to reach the full divine speed of Wang You,
the consumption of Dao runes was also trendously great.
It could be said that Wang Mang was now in a test of endurance with his opponents.
At this mont, the sixteen patriarchs also reacted, with the acceleration of Blood Qi loss making them more cautious.
Initially, the group was brimming with confidence, but now doubts had begun to creep into their minds.
This little thief isn’t planning to keep wearing us down like this, is he?
The mont this idea surfaced, like a spreading plague, it turned their faces sour.
The more than ten people communicated silently through whispers.
"Damn it, what sort of ability does this brat have?"
"With such speed, if he insists on grinding us down, we will be the ones to fall!"
"No, this can’t continue, my Blood Qi is about to be completely depleted!"
"Everyone, put in more effort, how about using the barrier described in the secret techniques?"
"Seconded!"
"Good."
"It’s the only way now!"
......
All of this happened in an instant, and they had already devised a counter-strategy.
The next mont, the sixteen individuals uniformly made a square hand gesture.
Simultaneously, a more abundant surge of Blood Qi flooded out from within them.
Instantly, the complexions of the sixteen patriarchs turned significantly paler.
It was as if their bodies were being drained empty.
This scene left Wang Mang sowhat bewildered.
What on earth were these people doing?
However, when that surging Blood Qi slowly rged to form a closed loop, Wang Mang’s face suddenly turned pale!
The next instant, his figure turned into streaks of afterimages, charging straight towards the only gap in the barrier.
But still, he was a step too late, and due to his overwhelming speed, Wang Mang directly collided with the blood-colored barrier.
The imnse impact seed as if it would shatter every bone in his body, causing Wang Mang to grimace in pain.
As the barrier took shape, the sixteen patriarchs, now looking sowhat pale, all smiled.
Now, Wang Mang’s only advantage of speed was gone!
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