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Chapter 1651: Obtaining the Dao of Space!

Chapter 1651: Chapter 1651: Obtaining the Dao of Space!

By this time, evening was approaching.

On a street in Ancient Martial Primordial City.

Wang Mang mingled among the passers-by coming and going.

At the place where the lights were dim, several people suddenly turned their heads.

The frolicking children added a vibrant vitality to the entire city.

Witnessing this scene full of human world’s warmth, Wang Mang felt particularly at ease.

Compared to the daily monotonous devour and battle, it was quite pleasant to stroll around occasionally.

Thus, Wang Mang wandered the streets for nearly the time it took three incense sticks to burn.

By now, the streets of Ancient Martial Primordial City were much less crowded.

And the street vendors had packed up and gone home.

Only a few taverns were still lit, with cries coming out from time to time.

"A single moment of a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, the nightlife is just beginning."

"We hope you will come and try the Drunken Immortal Pavilion."

A meaningful cry reached Wang Mang’s ears.

"Is that so, then it is time for me to begin as well!"

Wang Mang’s mouth curled up slightly, revealing a mischievous smile on his face.

In the next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

When Wang Mang reappeared, he was already on the eaves of a house close to the Barbarian Tribe.

Looking at the restored Barbarian Tribe, Wang Mang said indifferently, "System, use a mid-rank Level 7 invisibility talisman!"

As his words fell, the system’s voice followed:

[Ding! Congratulations to the host! The use of a mid-rank Level 7 invisibility talisman was successful!]

The next moment, a talisman materialized in front of Wang Mang and began to burn.

In an instant, Wang Mang’s figure and aura vanished from the world.

As if he had never existed in the first place.

Hidden in the void, an exhilarated Wang Mang said, "Old dog, your brother Mang is here!"

As soon as he spoke, Wang Mang’s figure once again disappeared from its place.

...

At this time, in a house of the Barbarian Tribe.

An elder with the appearance of a child but with white hair was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, meditating with eyes closed.

Around him, wisps of Dao runes appeared from time to time.

Hidden in the void, Wang Mang watched him with a fierce gaze, his right hand trembling slightly.

In the next moment, endless silver light twinkled from Wang Mang’s right hand.

The vast river of the Great Dao of Time emerged in the void, resembling the Milky Way in the universe.

At the same time, Wang Mang’s right arm veins bulged.

He slowly approached the space in front of the elder.

With a heart pounding and a trembling hand!

Wang Mang’s gaze hardened, and he forcefully extended his right arm.

Bang! Crack!

Following a muffled sound, the elder’s figure was suddenly sent flying outward.

"Despicable thing! You dare to ambush me?!"

In the next instant, a voice as loud as roaring thunder resounded.

The elder slowly steadied his figure, and a bright palm print appeared on his face.

Seeing the unusual mark on the old dog’s face, Wang Mang burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, wasn’t the old man fierce and imposing just the other day?"

The elder, glaring furiously at the laughing Wang Mang, felt his anger boiling.

"Fiend! I spared you once before, and yet you dare to court death!"

"Die for me!"

As soon as he spoke, a tremendous Dao essence erupted from within him.

Seeing this, Wang Mang immediately switched his position and made a quick escape.

When Wang Mang reappeared, he was already on the opposite side of the Barbarian Tribe.

The next moment, ripples suddenly emanated from the space beside him.

And, as expected, the elder appeared near Wang Mang.

"Scoundrel! To me, old..."

The elder, burning with rage, had just appeared and began to curse at Wang Mang.

But before he could finish, Wang Mang disappeared once again.

"Ah! You cursed fiend!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he also traversed through space once more.

In a moment, the silhouettes of the two individuals constantly shuttled through the space.

After a stalemate for over ten breaths, Wang Mang had already run to the edge of the Barbarian Tribe’s territory.

Looking at the elder who persistently chased after him, Wang Mang’s face was full of smiles as he taunted, "Old fuzzy hair, still chasing?"

The next moment, his figure disappeared once again.

Seeing Wang Mang disappear again, the elder felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger.

"Damned brat!"

The elder’s gaze was filled with murderous intent, and he whispered through gritted teeth.

It was now at the edge of the Barbarian Tribe’s territory; taking one more step would be defying the first elder’s orders.

At this critical juncture, any misstep would result in far more severe punishment than usual.

With that thought, the elder could only swallow his anger and return to his residence.

...

At this moment, Wang Mang, having left the Barbarian Tribe, was strolling brazenly through the streets.

Every time he recalled that old fuzzy hair’s astonished and furious face, he felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

Awesome!

Just then, the system’s voice rang out clearly:

"[Ding! Congratulations to the host! The unique initial divine attribute of your left arm has been activated!]"

Shit, that’s even more awesome!

In an instant, Wang Mang’s left arm erupted with an incredibly sharp aura.

Suddenly, the space around his left arm began to twist and warp.

The enormous power caused Wang Mang’s left arm to tremble.

Transparent-colored Dao runes of Space, like a tamed pet, wrapped around Wang Mang’s left arm.

For a moment, Wang Mang’s heart skipped a beat.

Dao of Space?! Could it mean...

Wang Mang stared at his raised left arm, with bursts of sharp light shooting from his eyes.

"Time, Dao of Space!"

"Could it be that these six unique initial divine attributes actually correspond to the six supreme paths of the Great Dao?"

Looking at the transparent-colored Dao of Space, Wang Mang’s heart began to stir with excitement.

In the future, won’t I be cultivating all seven paths!

And all of them top-tier!

Fuckin’ awesome!

Without Time, Space is king—and now I have both!

For a time, Wang Mang suddenly felt as if he was floating on air.

After a while, Wang Mang finally sobered up from his elation.

A gentle breeze swept by, causing Wang Mang’s hair to flutter wildly.

Looking at the mostly deserted street, Wang Mang hastened toward the few passers-by.

In an instant, Wang Mang appeared behind them.

"Gentlemen, would you know where the bridge that leads to other worlds is located?" Wang Mang casually patted one man’s shoulder and asked.

The next moment, that person turned around and sized up Wang Mang.

"Take your filthy hands off me!"

As soon as the words fell, he swatted away Wang Mang’s hand.

"Peasant, why don’t you kneel upon seeing this young master?" the man snarled, staring fixedly at Wang Mang.

In an instant, the few thugs beside him also snapped back to their senses and quickly surrounded Wang Mang.

Seeing the menacing looks on their faces, Wang Mang was utterly baffled.

Seeing that Wang Mang appeared to be intimidated, the man grew even more aggressive and barked,

"Lowly commoners, I go out at night just to avoid you vermin."

"And you, you blind thing, had to come provoke me!"

"Kill him."

He waved his hand, commanding the people around him.

Hearing this, the men all chuckled while rubbing their hands together with anticipation.

"Kid, blame your own lack of awareness."

"Who let you offend Young Master Yun Yi?"

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(Chapter Three, still in progress)