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Chapter 1617: Arriving at the Barbarian Tribe Divine Demon World in the Waste Domain!

Chapter 1617: Chapter 1617: Arriving at the Barbarian Tribe Divine Demon World in the Waste Domain!

At this time, in a remote small village in the Waste Domain of the Barbarian Tribe’s Divine Demon World.

In the village, several villagers were laboring in the fields.

On a small road beside the fields, several children were playfully frolicking and tussling with each other.

The entire village presented a thriving and prosperous scene.

Just then, a dazzling ball of light streaked across the sky, bringing with it endless auroras as it fell into a field of the village.

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous roar that pierced the heavens, the ground began to tremble gently.

In an instant, the villagers in the village felt the tremors and one by one stopped what they were doing.

They ran out of their houses, as if by an unspoken agreement.

"What’s going on, what happened?"

"I don’t know, could it be that a treasure from the heavens has descended?"

"Quickly, otherwise it might be snatched away by someone else."

"It couldn’t be bandits again, could it?"

"Psh, what could our little village possibly have that’s worth anyone’s attention."

...

Several villagers gathered in groups and ran towards the field where dust was rising.

Soon, numerous villagers from different areas were all heading towards the same location.

Before long, the area around the teleportation altar was densely packed with hundreds of villagers.

The many villagers occasionally pointed at the altar and discussed among themselves.

In their eyes, there was a glint of curiosity and greed.

However, not a single one dared to rashly go forward to check.

At this moment, an old man clad in a yellow robe, walked over slowly.

As he arrived, the surrounding villagers respectfully greeted him as the village chief and quickly made way.

Following that, several villagers vividly described to him the events that had just transpired.

After hearing the roughly similar descriptions from several people, the village chief stroked his beard and fell into thought.

After a while, he instructed a few of the more robust men in the crowd, "You go check it out first, if there’s danger, come back immediately."

As he spoke, he pointed at several men.

For a moment, the complexions of the men he pointed at darkened.

Damn it, if there’s any danger, would they even be able to come back?

Were they being used as cannon fodder?

Seeing that the few men hadn’t moved an inch, the village chief’s brows furrowed immediately.

The next moment, a hint of menace flashed in his eyes as he said in a low voice, "Are you even disobeying my words now?"

As he spoke, a Token suddenly appeared in his hand.

At the sight of the Token held by the old village chief, the men’s expressions changed drastically.

In an instant, the robust men quickly changed their expressions to one of flattery.

"Chief, you’re joking, how could we ever go against your orders?"

"Exactly, we’re on our way."

"..."

...

Without wasting more words, they stepped forward and leaped into the fields.

The men turned their backs to the crowd and exchanged quiet glances with each other.

In a split second, they all understood each other’s intentions and each pulled out a sickle.

As the men gradually approached the altar, the old village chief’s wrinkled face revealed a disdainful smile.

...

At this moment, inside the altar.

Abyss Xuanming curiously looked at the few people who were gradually approaching.

He turned his head to look at Wang Mang, but seeing that the latter was still closing his eyes, he did not speak.

As the men reached the edge of the altar, several strands of Great Dao power suddenly appeared in Abyss Xuanming’s hands.

At this time, with Wang Mang’s blessing, the spatial barrier surrounding the altar had not yet disappeared.

Those inside could see the outside, but those outside could not see inside.

The men cautiously poked the edge of the altar with their sickles.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before the sickle could fully come into contact with the altar, it was blocked.

Several people swung it forcefully, not believing in defeat.

Bang...

Another dull sound rang out as the sickle still stopped several inches away from the altar.

Just then, the elder’s body suddenly erupted with the power of the Great Dao.

He appeared beside the people in an instant.

Seeing that they intended to keep trying, the elder quickly spoke to stop them, "That’s enough, step back."

Upon hearing this, these people left without hesitation.

At that moment, the elder walked around the altar.

Looking at the altar, the elder slowly said, "Heroes inside, may I have the pleasure of seeing you?"

At that moment, Wang Mang’s Tou She Ancient God just retreated from his abdomen.

He heard this sentence upon awakening.

After sensing his surroundings, Wang Mang stood up, swinging his limbs, and said faintly, "Finally, we have arrived!"

The next moment, the connection to the altar via the Great Devouring Dao abruptly disappeared.

For a short while, the figures of both men were simultaneously revealed to the onlookers.

After sensing the aura of the two men, the elder’s expression changed dramatically.

One was at the sixth-level Zenith Heaven realm.

The other was merely at the third-level Zenith Heaven realm yet brought him an immeasurable sense of crisis.

The feeling was like that of a monstrous beast of a flood that had yet to awaken.

The elder looked deeply at Wang Mang and slowly said, "Why don’t you both come to my humble home for a talk?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang immediately sensed the elder’s Realm aura.

Level 1 of the Eternal Realm.

An elder of a small village was at the Eternal Realm?

Truly worthy of the Divine Demon World.

Wang Mang glanced at him faintly and asked, "What world is this?"

"In which Endless Sanctuary?"

Upon hearing this, the elder pondered for a moment and slowly replied, "This is the Waste Domain of the Barbarian Tribe in the Divine Demon World."

"It lies within the Spirit Mystic Ancient Endless Sanctuary."

For a brief moment, the expressions on the faces of Wang Mang and his companion both darkened.

Damn it, out of the six ancient sanctuaries, how did they end up in Spirit Mystic?

If they happened to run into Shenxuan White Night, they would be screwed.

They were in someone else’s territory, after all.

The expression on the face of Abyss Xuanming at their side was also quite splendid to behold.

Observing the changing expressions on the two men’s faces, the elder subtly squinted his eyes.

The origins of these two guests were probably not simple, he needed to be cautious.

At that moment, Abyss Xuanming discreetly transmitted a message to Wang Mang, "Brother Wang Mang, what should we do!"

Wang Mang glanced at him nonchalantly and replied irritably, "Deal with it!"

After covertly assessing the elder a few more times, Wang Mang slowly said, "If that is the case, then we’ll trouble you."

As he spoke, he also gave a meaningful glance to Abyss Xuanming.

Instantly, Abyss Xuanming also hurriedly said, "Yes, we thank you for your kindness, elder."

Upon hearing this, a warm smile immediately appeared on the elder’s face, and he said to them with a smile,

"Please."

Wang Mang nodded and stepped out from the altar.

Seeing this, Abyss Xuanming quickly followed.

"Follow me," said the elder softly and started walking into the crowd.

As the three of them slowly approached, the originally chattering crowd instantly fell silent.

"Ahem, these two are my guests."

"That’ll be all, you all can disperse now."

With a light cough, the elder dispersed the onlookers who had come to gawk.

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