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Chapter 1687: Confrontation in the Sky!

Chapter 1687: Chapter 1687: Confrontation in the Sky!

The immense Dao runes surged like a tsunami, spreading through the space and crushing the erupting power of the Great Dao around them.

Fierce air waves, deep as an abyss, carried endless violent winds that tore through the clouds.

In an instant, the area around Mi Wu was completely covered by Dao runes.

At that time, divine light radiated from Mi Wu’s entire body, and Dao runes continuously surged forth.

Around him, a Supreme Domain of Dao runes was distinctly formed.

Feeling this endless power, Mi Wu’s face was filled with a smile, and his confidence greatly increased.

The depression initially suppressed by Wang Mang was also swept away.

Looking at the vibrant Mi Wu, Wang Mang couldn’t help feeling a bit dumbfounded.

He quickly murmured in his mind, "System, check out what’s going on with this guy."

"Damn, Level 1 of the Eternal Realm and such Dao runes? How is that possible?"

No sooner had he spoken than the system’s voice followed:

[Ding! Answering Host: At this moment, Mi Wu possesses the blessing of the World Will. The available Dao runes are not only continuous but have also been enhanced by the strength of the first level.]

On hearing this, Wang Mang’s face suddenly darkened.

There’s no fricking way we’re still fighting this!

Wang Mang took a deep breath and whispered, "Godfiend Form!"

As soon as he spoke, an ancient god’s phantom towering into the clouds instantly appeared behind Wang Mang.

Its savage aura swept across the heavens, shaking the universe.

In an instant, Wang Mang felt his power surge tremendously.

Seeing the phantom behind Wang Mang, Mi Wu squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "The inheritance of the ancient gods that even the World Will fears, huh?"

Looking at the Ancient God phantom, Mi Wu was deeply moved. If not for Wang Mang’s arrival, he might not have been able to step into the Eternal Realm.

But if that were truly the case, his two junior brothers might not have died either.

To gain something, one must give something up. Who can clearly say whether it’s a loss or a gain?

The two stood at a distance, staring at each other across the expanse, each filled with the determination to slay the other.

The next moment, they both moved simultaneously.

Endless massive force burst forth from within them.

Then, they saw two shadows enveloped in extremely bright divine light shooting across the sky, interweaving back and forth.

Bang... Roar!

For a time, countless air waves continuously appeared in the firmament.

The aftermath of their battle seemed to tear the Heavenly Abyss apart.

The muffled sounds that emanated from the collisions were like the rumblings of thunder, deep and substantial.

In that expanse of the sky, tyrannical spiritual will projections surged, and the oppressive force of the Eternal Realm permeated the area.

With each move they made, their overwhelming divine might exploded, continuously cracking the land below.

The terrifying aura caused all beings to tremble without exception.

Hidden powers from all over the world also turned their attention towards the battling duo in the sky.

"Indeed, this guy isn’t dead. It seems the two young clan leaders have already met with misfortune."

An elderly man with a profound gaze watched Wang Mang and spoke in a calm, low voice.

When he turned his gaze to Mi Wu, who was battling with Wang Mang, he couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder, "This Three Lacks Daoist actually has someone who has entered the Eternal Realm."

"Why are his Dao runes so bizarre?"

...

At this moment, in this battlefield that had captured the attention of the whole world,

Wang Mang and Mi Wu stared at each other from afar.

Both men bore varying degrees of injuries on their bodies.

Although both their powers were infinite and unceasing,

constantly driving the powers within their bodies also imposed a significant strain on their powerful physiques.

However, the unique attribute of Wang Mang’s Overlord Body was its sturdiness, and his condition was much better than Mi Wu’s.

A few moderate wounds appeared on Wang Mang’s arms.

The Daoist robe on him was torn to the point of revealing only a few strands of cloth, exposing the underlying Massacre Battle God.

Compared to Wang Mang, Mi Wu was in a much more embarrassing predicament.

Many Dao marks emerged around his body, some of which were sliced by the Dao of Space, but a larger part was due to the gradual disintegration of his own powerful physique.

The blood flowing in his body was as hot as magma.

His flesh emitted bursts of white vapor.

The constantly flowing Dao runes made him resemble an overworked machine, with its internal temperature continuously rising.

For a moment, Mi Wu’s complexion was extremely unsightly.

If this fight continued, he was sure to be the one defeated.

At the same time, Wang Mang’s expression was also very grim.

Mi Wu’s abnormality had not escaped his notice.

Wang Mang was familiar with this phenomenon; he had seen it before during his battle with the Azure Dragon Sovereign.

However, it was not as severe as Mi Wu’s. He had Dao marks appearing all over his body.

Even though Mi Wu showed signs of defeat, Wang Mang could not feel happy about it.

Given his condition, he would surely die from the disintegration within his body.

Wouldn’t that mean the Dao God Crystals he could devour would be much fewer?

With this thought, Wang Mang naturally couldn’t feel any better.

Mi Wu, seeing Wang Mang’s equally unpleasant facial expression, also narrowed his eyes.

He hadn’t thought much of the Overlord Body in the past, but it had become a major reliance for his opponent.

In this battle, the power of both sides was limitless, and they could basically counterbalance each other.

In such a situation, the advantage of a powerful physique was infinitely magnified.

The one with a more powerful physique was already standing on invincible ground.

With this thought, Mi Wu felt somewhat envious.

The Great Dao, the fifteen great physiques, the inheritance of the ancient gods—these three heaven-defying powers directly offset the opponent’s disadvantage in realm.

The Indestructible Realm, impressively, was knotting evenly in battle with him, who was like a cheater in the Eternal Realm.

Both parties eyed each other, neither making a rash move.

Clearly, they both had their concerns.

Just like that, half an incense stick of time passed.

The figures of the two men were still standing in the sky.

Looking at Wang Mang’s indifferent face, Mi Wu was somewhat puzzled.

I’m dragging out the time to allow the temperature inside my body to drop; what are you doing?

Feeling a slight improvement inside his body, Mi Wu did not dare to be careless and continued to watch Wang Mang vigilantly.

The latter stood aloft in the air with an indifferent expression.

Seeing Mi Wu’s intense gaze, Wang Mang couldn’t help feeling a bit of disdain.

If it weren’t for wanting to leave a whole corpse, you would be long gone.

Sensing the slowly dropping temperature inside Mi Wu, Wang Mang also breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, Wang Mang already had a plan.

But one prerequisite was that the situation inside the opponent’s body could last a bit longer.

Thus, the two of them continued to stare at each other, each with their own schemes.

Time flew by, and soon another incense stick had passed.

Still, neither of the two made a move, continuing to wait.

...

This caused some anxiety among the hidden powerhouses watching the battle.

Already bored with their concealed lives, they had been looking forward to a decent fight to spectate.

Who knew what was wrong with these two—they just wouldn’t move?

Are they competing to see who can glare the hardest?

Despite their impatience, they dared not randomly emerge.

After all, they had lain low for so long; they could endure a bit longer.

Who knew if the Spirit Profound Clan might suddenly arrive, especially given that even the world’s bridges were theirs?