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Chapter 1670: The Show Begins!

Chapter 1670: Chapter 1670: The Show Begins!

After taking the Interspatial Silk Sachet into his possession, Wang Mang smiled with satisfaction.

A hundred million Dao God Crystals had come to hand easily.

In the next moment, Wang Mang’s figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already perched atop the eaves of a distant building.

Even though he could let his clone leave and thus scam some more Dao God Crystals,

Wang Mang was still curious about what sort of preparations these forces had for him.

To let this clone expose those preparations intended to deal with him wasn’t considered a total loss.

Moreover, these hundred million Dao God Crystals had already allowed him to break even.

With this thought, Wang Mang casually sat cross-legged on the rooftop, waiting for both parties to perform.

It wasn’t long before Wang Mang sensed an anomaly.

In his perception, all the people in the city were subtly leaving.

At the same time, several mysterious auras suddenly appeared at the outskirts of the city.

As time passed, Wang Mang noticed a barrier discreetly enveloping this deserted city.

For a moment, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat puzzled.

Setting up a barrier in such a high-profile way, weren’t they afraid it might alarm the target and be for naught?

However, when Wang Mang’s gaze returned to the tavern, he instantly understood.

He saw the familiar shielding force vividly enveloping the tavern.

Seeing this, Wang Mang chuckled lightly and said, "The preparations are quite ample."

In such a situation, if he were to put himself in their shoes, even he didn’t know how to counter it.

In an instant, Wang Mang’s expression became somewhat solemn.

Wait a minute!

The next moment, his expression regained its usual composure.

Indeed, relying solely on his own strength, dealing with these tactics was somewhat forced.

But he still had the top-rank Level 7 divine weapons.

Even if the Heavenly Sword wasn’t enough, didn’t he still have the ninth-generation Ancient Bronze Coffin?

He refused to believe that the barrier could remain intact under the suppression of the Ancient Bronze Coffin.

With this thought, Wang Mang felt much more at ease.

No longer worried, he was in an exceptionally good mood.

"I wonder how brave a version of myself at eighty percent strength can be," he said with interest, seated on the rooftop.

...

At this moment, the Mixed Heaven Sect’s man stood outside the tavern, quietly waiting for the sect’s powerhouses to arrive.

In his mind, he couldn’t help but fantasize about the smooth-sailing days within the sect from now on.

This was also the reason why he had been so willing to give Wang Mang the reward earlier.

A measly hundred million Dao God Crystals, how could they compare to the rewards promised by the sect?

Just then, the space around him suddenly rippled.

Immediately after, two burly middle-aged men appeared beside him.

"The junior greets Elder Wang and Elder Zhao!" he hastily bowed and greeted upon seeing the newcomers.

These two were the famous Eternal Realm powerhouses within the sect.

Although they weren’t as powerful as the elders, they were younger.

This also meant endless possibilities for the future.

"Hmm, are you sure the person inside is the target?" asked Elder Zhao, his face expressionless.

He had long grown accustomed to seeing such obsequious behavior.

Such was the status of an Eternal Realm powerhouse.

At his words, the man hurriedly replied, "Yes, the junior has confirmed it multiple times."

"There won’t be any mistakes."

With that statement, the two Eternal Realm experts shared a look and both smiled.

The next moment, Elder Wang, who had been silent until then, praised, "You’ve done well."

"Rest assured, when we return to the sect, your reward will not be lacking."

No sooner had he spoken than the man who had been bowing his head burst into joy.

Then, he composed his face and said, "Thank you, elders!"

"Leave now, and let us handle the rest."

"Yes!"

Without hesitation, the man left.

Do not enter a battlefield that doesn’t belong to you; it’s important to have this much self-awareness.

As the man left, two Eternals from the Mixed Heaven Sect spoke indifferently:

"Brother Zhao Yu, after you."

"Brother Wang Jian, you first, please!"

After exchanging pleasantries, they both entered the tavern in turn.

Seeing Wang Mang still guzzling his drink, Wang Jian also sneered mockingly, "An Indestructible Realm ant, not knowing death is upon him."

Hearing this, although Zhao Yu also looked somewhat disdainful, he still spoke up to remind, "Brother Wang, do not be careless."

"So many Eternals have failed to deal with this youngster; we shouldn’t take him lightly."

After hearing his words, Wang Jian laughed carelessly, "Brother Zhao, caution is good, but being overly cautious is cowardice."

"This lad’s Spatial Divine Skill has long been figured out."

"Now, he has no chance of escaping."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu stopped talking.

He still somewhat agreed with Wang Jian’s words.

With such an arrangement, it was absolutely impossible for one of the Indestructible Realm to escape.

After a moment’s thought, he still spoke, "That’s true, but still be careful when you make your move."

"The Young clan leader of the Spirit Mystic wants a live catch."

When he heard the words Spirit Mystic, Wang Jian’s face lost its earlier arrogance and he said slowly,

"Tch, capturing alive is much harder than turning someone into a corpse."

"Then break his limbs, make him lose the ability to move."

As these words were spoken, Zhao Yu nodded and said with a light chuckle:

"Excellent."

"Take action!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the two Eternal Realm experts suddenly appeared behind Wang Mang.

In an instant, four streams of Dao runes struck towards Wang Mang’s limbs.

Just at that moment, a dazzling silver light burst forth from Wang Mang’s right arm.

The mysterious and unpredictable river of the Great Dao of Time instantly enveloped Wang Mang.

In an instant, Wang Mang’s figure became ethereal.

He was clearly close at hand to the two Eternals yet seemed as if divided by an insurmountable chasm.

"The river of Time is unstoppable, irreversible."

"You’re merely relics of an old era."

"How dare ants of the first level of the Eternal Realm attempt a sneak attack on me?"

Wang Mang slowly put down his wine jar and spoke without turning his head.

Watching Wang Mang’s mysterious and unfathomable back, the faces of the two Eternals were filled with shock.

"Time... the Great Dao of Time!?"

Wang Jian couldn’t believe it and exclaimed.

Zhao Yu, standing beside him, didn’t speak, but the surprised expression on his face conveyed his current state of mind.

The Great Dao of Time! The paramount power of the Great Dao!

At this moment, Wang Mang slowly stood up.

His silhouette, empowered by the swirling Time, appeared immensely imposing.

"You seem very surprised?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible ripple burst forth from Wang Mang’s left arm.

Suddenly, the surrounding space began to reverse in an irregular fashion.

The two Eternals were utterly befuddled at this point.

Time, space?!’

"Brother Wang mustn’t lose your composure!"

"This must be some kind of Illusion Technique."

"Impressively powerful, to have ensnared even us!"

Zhao Yu kept a tense face, trying to appear composed as he spoke.

In his understanding, it was impossible for anyone to master two supreme Great Daos at the same time.

Even the Peerless Heavenly Talents of top forces couldn’t achieve such a feat.

How could this unknown upstart manage such a magnificent feat?

After hearing his words, Wang Jian took a deep breath, "This lad is strangely formidable."

"The power of Dao runes can’t even withstand his Illusion Technique!"

After hearing their conversation, Wang Mang also chuckled lightly:

"Truth and falsehood, falsehood and truth, who can really tell the difference?"

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