Bang!
As a booming sound erupted, the center of the battlefield instantly burst into a blinding, splendid radiance.
The forces of the two combatants began clashing violently.
However, the Fifth Patriarch’s Dao runes, though seemingly ever-changing, were indeed, indeed ever-changing... *cough* *cough*.
It’s just that the power couldn’t quite compare with soone who specialized in a single path.
Having grasped more powers, cultivating them naturally beca even more difficult.
As expected, Wang Mang, enshrouded in various colored lights, suddenly felt a lightness in his hand.
The defense on the other side was broken?
Wang Mang’s expression shifted slightly, and then he increased his force.
The next mont, fissures like broken shards appeared around him.
In an instant, these cracks spread like a spider web, completely covering Wang Mang’s surroundings.
Zi... la...
It was as if the mirror of space shattered, as the void around the two fighters finally couldn’t withstand the strain!
Facing the punch howling towards him, the Fifth Patriarch felt a chill in his heart and for a mont did not have a counterasure.
He gritted his teeth, silently chanting in his mind: "Path of Holy Light!"
In an instant, the Dao runes within him underwent a transformation.
The pure and immaculate notes of light imdiately fortified his body.
Bang~!
With a punch landing, Wang Mang only felt as if his fist had struck against a divine weapon.
But in the end, the Overlord Body prevailed.
In the instant when their bodies ca into contact, Wang Mang’s fist, imbued with supre Dao runes, shattered the layer of holy light coating the surface of the Fifth Patriarch’s body.
Even though the power of the Dao runes on his fist was sowhat diminished, the Ten Thousand Jun Force it contained still blasted the Fifth Patriarch away.
As an arc traced across the battlefield, astonishnt appeared in the eyes of all present.
The notoriously tough Fifth Patriarch was defeated?
Watching the Fifth Patriarch being repelled, Wang Mang slowly let out a breath.
These patriarchs were truly troubleso.
Any one of them, taken individually, could exchange blows with Wang Mang back and forth without issue.
This was sothing the post-breakthrough Wang Mang had not anticipated.
He had expected that, aside from that profoundly mysterious First Patriarch, he should be able to easily handle the rest of the patriarchs without relying on the support of a mountain.
But reality slapped Wang Mang in the face.
Speaking of the Fifth Patriarch, why was there no reaction from him?
Wang Mang was a bit puzzled.
Not just him, the other patriarchs felt the sa.
Even though Wang Mang’s punch was powerful, it shouldn’t be able to instantly kill a patriarch!
At this mont, the Fifth Patriarch embedded in the ground also closed his eyes and forced himself to pass out.
Damn it, while everyone else was playing house, he was the only one exerting effort; wasn’t that a pure and utter grievance?
A few breaths later, seeing that the Fifth Patriarch still hadn’t moved, the corners of everyone’s mouths began to twitch slightly.
Everyone was no fool; they naturally understood sothing.
It’s just that nobody expected the Fifth Patriarch to be so decisive, to the point of disregarding his own face.
At this ti, the others who were still in combat also stopped.
For a mont, the scene quieted down.
Since they had witnessed the First Patriarch’s confrontation with Wang Mang, everyone knew the forr’s stance.
Though the specifics were unclear, everyone knew the fight could not continue.
Under the watchful, gloomy gaze of the Fifth Patriarch, the other patriarchs left without changing their expression.
On the ground, the Fifth Patriarch, at so unknown ti, had used Spatial Divine Skill and had already disappeared from the spot.
Just then, the Nine Clans of the Abyss also said to the Fifth Patriarch: "Fifth Elder, co with for a mont."
After speaking, his figure also vanished.
At this mont, the Fifth Patriarch heaved a deep sigh of relief.
Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the barely-contributing behavior.
Alas, the tide of power has now receded.
In the end, with a fierce glare at the abyssal skeleton, he had no choice but to leave helplessly.
...
As everyone left, the previously oppressive atmosphere was no more.
The sky gradually returned to normal.
This scene made the few people who were still there breathe a sigh of relief.
Beside Wang Mang stood Dust Heavenly Venerate, his face full of disbelief.
Just like that, they left?
This top-tier power isn’t as strong as the legends say.
With my own strength, becoming a patriarch would be more than enough.
Clearly, at this mont, he thought he had seen the true strength of the patriarchs and was getting sowhat carried away.
...
"Kid, your strength is quite impressive, huh?"
"Even the fifth patriarch couldn’t handle you."
The abyssal skeleton had a smiling face.
He was extrely pleased with the powerful combat strength Wang Mang had displayed.
It seed he no longer needed to worry about the kid’s safety.
As for why he didn’t ntion a word about the battles with the third and first patriarchs.
Anyone with a discerning eye would know that those two had not used their full strength.
Perhaps the first patriarch had taken a liking to Wang Mang after hearing about the things he did in the top experts of Earth, finding this kid extrely appealing.
Thinking of this, the abyssal skeleton also slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
A huge weight in his heart was also lifted.
On this side, Wang Mang was also smiling.
At this mont, Elder Hei Yan also appeared beside the abyssal skeleton, greeting Wang Mang, "Kid, long ti no see."
Looking at this old man who had once protected him, Wang Mang also felt a sense of nostalgia.
"Have you been well lately, elder?"
Thousands of words ultimately converged into a simple and straightforward greeting.
Wang Mang had too much gratitude in his heart for these ’decent’ old n who liked to use Love Talismans.
If Wang Mang’s connection with the eight clans began when he ca to the Nine Clans of the Abyss, then Elder Hei Yan was the pivot and bridge in that relationship.
Faced with Wang Mang at this mont, Elder Hei Yan was also filled with emotions.
It was a feeling of pride for the achievents of one’s own younger generation.
This kid’s strength has probably far surpassed mine by now, hasn’t it?
"Alright, this isn’t the place for talking."
"Patriarch, aren’t you going to invite Wang Mang for a sit?"
The abyssal skeleton nodded.
"Bring your companions along, and let’s go sit at my place."
Wang Mang glanced at the two followers and imdiately brought them back into system space.
As for Dust Heavenly Venerate, Wang Mang instructed him to do as he pleased.
The trio quickly arrived at the patriarch’s hall.
The mont he entered the door, Wang Mang muttered subconsciously, "It’s still the sa as before here."
Elder Black Sun, who was by his side, imdiately chided with a smile upon hearing this:
"How co you kid are more nostalgic than us old folks?"
Wang Mang, hearing this, shook his head and chuckled without saying a word.
Having been in constant battles, suddenly seeing sothing deep from his mories, it was natural to not remain indifferent.
Whether it was rembrance or nostalgia, this place was his rise to power after all!
Taking in the row of statues, Wang Mang quickened his steps to catch up with the abyssal skeleton.
Upon reaching the patriarch’s throne, the abyssal skeleton casually sat down.
Two seats made of divine stone also appeared beside the two n.
"He has left you?" The abyssal skeleton’s voice echoed around.
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