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Chapter 1640: Show Your Hand! Abyss Xuanming Disappeared?

Chapter 1640: Chapter 1640: Show Your Hand! Abyss Xuanming Disappeared?

At that moment, Wang Mang’s face was extremely gloomy, and his gaze towards the old man was filled with murderous intent.

In front of him, this old immortal actually dared to show off!

If it weren’t for the concerns about using the order of the young clan leader, this guy would probably be nothing but bones by now and wouldn’t have survived to this moment.

For a while, Wang Mang’s expression kept changing, and he began to hesitate.

After all, squandering a trump card for no gain was a bitter pill to swallow for anyone.

But the problem now was that this old coot was getting more and more carried away.

He showed no signs of stopping.

First, let’s threaten him with the token. If that doesn’t work, there’s no choice but to kill this old coot.

With that thought, Wang Mang took a deep breath. A trace of decisiveness appeared in his eyes as he slowly took out the order of the young clan leader.

As the Great Devouring Dao was infused into it, the token in Wang Mang’s hand began to tremble gradually.

Brilliance burst forth, carrying endless mysteries like a surging river overflowing its banks.

An incredibly terrifying aura spread out, shaking the space and shattering the void.

In an instant, it permeated the heavens and the earth.

The old man’s divine flame, which could burn anything, diminished slightly under this terrifying aura.

In a flash, an alarm went off in the old man’s heart, and an unparalleled sense of crisis caused his face to change drastically.

Seeing the token in Wang Mang’s hand, the old man’s gaze sharpened, and his demeanor lost its previous composure.

Great terror, not to be confronted head-on!

Merely with one glance, the old man had already labeled the token in Wang Mang’s hand.

Immediately, he stopped showing off and hurriedly deployed Dao runes around his body.

The divine flames that filled the skies began to retract instantly.

In just a few breaths of time, a realm of fire and Dao runes formed two layers of defense around the old man.

Even so, the sense of crisis lingering in his heart did not dissipate.

Seeing the old man’s series of actions, Wang Mang couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

Guess you know fear now, huh?

"Old man, we might truly part ways unless..."

As he spoke, Wang Mang also shook the token in his hand. The threatening implication was unmistakable.

Upon hearing this, the old man’s face grew incredibly dark.

He hadn’t expected this ant to have such a trump card.

Not even fully activated yet and already so formidable, how strong would it be if fully unleashed?

In that moment, the old man’s spirits plummeted.

He knew that he couldn’t do anything against this young man by himself.

With that thought, his tightly clenched fist suddenly loosened.

The next moment, a genial smile appeared on his face again, and he said:

"Young friend is not only exceptionally talented but also so fortuitous."

"Truly a Peerless Heavenly Talent borne of great destiny."

The old man heaped praise on Wang Mang with a genuinely smiling face, his eyes filled with sincerity.

If Wang Mang didn’t know about the old man’s character, he might have believed him.

But now, since his strength was not yet a match for his, Wang Mang did not expose him.

Instead, he earnestly said, "Fellow Daoist overpraises me."

"I am merely lucky, just fortunate."

Wang Mang casually addressed him as a peer without any reservation.

After all, this old coot was shameless, and there was nothing to fear anyway, given his own trump card.

After making the old man finish his act, it was now Wang Mang’s turn to be arrogant.

Hearing Wang Mang’s address, a trace of disdain flashed through the old man’s mind.

Yet, outwardly, he readily agreed, "Fellow Daoist, don’t be modest."

"Such an opportunity and blessing are not something everyone can encounter."

For a while, the two of them spoke flatteringly of each other, each extolling the other’s virtues.

They felt as though they were long-lost brothers meeting at last.

After half an incense stick of time, Wang Mang finally left reluctantly.

Looking back at the old man with a smiling face seeing him off, Wang Mang thought to himself.

Old man, just wait until I show you who’s the boss!

Watching Wang Mang’s receding figure, the smile on the elder’s face vanished instantly.

I’ve already left a space mark on you, ant, and the moment I retrieve our clan’s inheritance will be your time of death.

Both men harbored ulterior motives, each with their own schemes.

...

Meanwhile, in a city.

A white-shrouded corpse was happily devouring and refining everyone it knocked unconscious with a slap.

Behind it, Abyss Xuanming watched with an indifferent face.

The token at his waist emitted a powerful aura continuously.

He wasn’t Wang Mang and lacked the strength to suppress this corpse, relying solely on external objects.

Several incense sticks of time had passed.

After devouring the last person in this city, a wildly fluctuating powerful ripple suddenly erupted inside the white-shrouded corpse.

Crack!

With a dull snapping sound, his realm broke through to the Second Heaven of the Eternal Realm in an instant.

The mighty aura transformed into incessant waves of energy spreading all around.

Feeling the relentless power inside him, the corpse was utterly intoxicated.

It wasn’t far from the moment to kill that lad!

In an instant, the phenomena around him disappeared without a trace.

It returned to calm once more.

Turning its head and looking at Abyss Xuanming, who was cautiously watching from behind, the corpse chuckled lightly.

This annoying ant actually dared to treat it this way.

"Let’s go, there’s no one left in this city," it said.

Hearing this, Abyss Xuanming also slowly nodded, "Behave yourself."

Ignoring him, the white-shrouded corpse snorted coldly and flew toward another city.

Seeing this, Abyss Xuanming hurriedly followed.

Looking at the corpse’s retreating figure, Abyss Xuanming’s eyes slowly showed a hint of darkness.

You worthless thing, cowering obediently in front of Brother Wang Mang.

And yet so arrogant in front of me.

Once you reach the 5th Sky of the Eternal Realm, if you can’t tell me the location, I will personally end you.

We can’t let Wang Mang suffer because of one’s personal desires.

In an instant, he had already made up his mind.

In his planning, the maximum, the 5th Sky of the Eternal Realm, represented Wang Mang’s limit for suppression.

After that, under no circumstances could he allow this corpse to continue to grow stronger.

He believed that Brother Wang Mang would still be very interested in this corpse.

A corpse of the 5th Sky of the Eternal Realm could serve as compensation.

After all, they had been relying on Wang Mang all along.

...

At this time, Wang Mang’s figure was constantly traversing various cities.

Where the hell is Abyss Xuanming?

After searching several cities, he found no trace of them.

Wang Mang stood on the highest structure in a city.

Gazing at the ruined city below, Wang Mang’s face revealed a touch of darkness.

He clearly understood the corpse’s intentions.

But the cards Abyss Xuanming held should have been sufficient to handle it.

Yet fear crept in—the off chance of the unknown, as nobody knew what tricks the corpse could have.

For a moment, Wang Mang felt a deep valley within his heart.

"System, I need a tracking talisman!" Wang Mang spoke slowly.

The next moment, the system’s voice resounded:

[Ding! Will 5 million Dao God Crystals be deducted for one mid-rank Level 7 tracking talisman?]

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