Wang Mang quickly scanned the surroundings with his gaze.
When he saw Jiang Ye’s figure still standing not far away, still enveloped by Imasurable Divine Power, Wang Mang’s pupils couldn’t help but shrink.
Fuck, did the system’s substitute fighter actually fail?
Indeed, facing an eighth-tier Creator God is not that simple.
Wang Mang’s heart trembled as he rapidly pondered how to escape.
Fortunately, the opponent was not the Creator God’s true form, otherwise, he might as well just wait to die on the spot.
But the situation still seed bleak.
Suddenly, Wang Mang felt an inexplicable sense of palpitations filling his heart.
As if guided by sothing, he slightly turned his head to look beside him.
When he saw that figure enshrouded in a swirl of black mist, his pupils suddenly constricted.
Before he could react further, myriad strands of karma power in earthy yellow erged from the depths of the void.
The magnificent power of creating heaven and earth, like a furious river, was unceasing.
In just a mont, it had already dyed this entire area.
At this ti, Jiang Ye, not far away, said with a smile, "In the sa ti-space, those of the sa origin must not et."
"If this law is violated, the other party must be erased by karma."
"In such a case, how are you going to protect this kid?"
The surrounding black mist and karma power boiled, constantly eroding each other, and the occasional spill of their might seed to grind heaven and earth to dust.
The entire tispace was shaking incessantly.
If it weren’t for the Creator God behind Jiang Ye trying hard to maintain it, this ti thread would probably have turned into fine powder instantly, disappearing from history.
Nevertheless, this ti thread was already riddled with holes.
If they could return to the Special Storage Space they were in before to directly observe this ti thread.
They would certainly notice that this thread, which should have been silver-white, was now surrounded by black and earthy yellow.
Now, Wang Mang was also sizing up everything around him with a heart full of dread.
At this mont, the black figure beside him also slowly said, "Long ti no see, my past self."
At the words, Wang Mang couldn’t help but be stunned for a mont.
"Past... self."
Even Wang Mang, who had braved great storms, was sowhat confused at this mont.
Countless thoughts surfaced in his mind at the sa ti.
If I am his past self, then this person must be my future...
Wang Mang’s brain short-circuited for a mont.
He looked at the figure beside him with a sowhat unusual gaze.
"Hahaha, I didn’t expect that we would et under such circumstances."
"To be honest, compared to at the sa period, you are still lacking a lot."
This future Wang Mang also said cheerily.
Wang Mang’s mouth twitched, and for a mont he didn’t know what to say.
After hesitating for a mont, he finally said slowly:
"You are my future self?"
The figure surrounded by black mist patted its chest, replying assertively:
"Of course, genuine and with a guarantee."
"Don’t you think our power styles are quite similar?"
As he spoke, a wisp of black mist transford into several different shapes right before Wang Mang.
Staring at the familiar black mist, many of the previous questions lingering in Wang Mang’s mind suddenly dissipated.
"So that’s how it is, could it be that it was you in the Ancient Bronze Coffin before?"
The figure in the black mist seed to pinch its chin.
"No, to be precise, it should be my future self."
"The one who should have disappeared, survived thanks to my intervention."
"But you see the price as well, that is, to forever live in the confines of the Ancient Bronze Coffin of the Nine Worlds."
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