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Chapter 1707: Abyss Xuanming Leaves Again!

Chapter 1707: Chapter 1707: Abyss Xuanming Leaves Again!

Wang Mang gazed down at the passersby below, his thoughts unknown.

Just then, the voice of Abyss Xuanming suddenly reached Wang Mang’s ears:

"Brother Wang Mang, what do you plan to do?"

"Join me?"

At these words, Wang Mang slowly came back to his senses.

For a moment, Wang Mang fell silent.

He had just mentioned the reason for his arrival, and now the system had issued a new mission.

This damned thing.

After formulating his words in his mind, Wang Mang slowly spoke:

"You go ahead, I have important matters to handle."

Upon hearing this, Abyss Xuanming was momentarily stunned.

However, hearing that Wang Mang had important matters, Abyss Xuanming nodded and said,

"Alright, I’ll go first then. You come after you’ve handled your affairs."

"Remember, each world is connected by world bridges, I’ll wait for you in the Divine Demon World."

"Okay," Wang Mang replied.

"No time to delay, I’m setting off now!"

"Take care!"

After patting Wang Mang on the shoulder, Abyss Xuanming left.

Watching his departing figure, Wang Mang remained speechless for a long while.

It was time for him to make a move as well.

On another’s turf, slaying a young clan leader was unquestionably challenging.

Slaying a young clan leader with Wang Mang’s current strength was not difficult, but the problem was how to escape afterward.

At that time, he would face at least a fifth or sixth tier Elder of the Eternal Realm, and even patriarchs from the ninth-level Zenith Heaven realm might be alerted.

As a former young clan leader of the Abyss Race, Wang Mang was well aware of what a young clan leader meant to a division.

For a moment, Wang Mang fell into deep thought.

To infiltrate the Spirit Awakening division was the first issue, and finding the young clan leader was the next.

First, he needed to find a way to blend in.

With that thought, Wang Mang left the inn and headed towards the street.

At the same time, his perception was fully activated, instantly covering the entire city.

Just then, the conversation of two people nearby on the street caught Wang Mang’s attention.

"Hey, the selection for the Spirit Awakening clan is about to start, how is it going? Your kid seems to have a decent talent, right?"

"Forget it, while it’s true he has talent, that’s all there is to it. He stands no chance against those monstrous Peerless Heavenly Talents."

"Tsk tsk, that’s a bit of a pity."

...

These three sentences reached Wang Mang’s ears, causing his face to brighten.

Fortune indeed favors the prepared—sleep brings the gift of pillows.

Wasn’t this a perfect opportunity to infiltrate?

While Wang Mang was lost in contemplation, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.

In an instant, Wang Mang snapped back to his senses.

He saw a young man, holding a book and wearing small round glasses, looking at him in astonishment.

Clearly, both had been distracted and had bumped into each other.

Seeing this, Wang Mang did not mind too much and walked past.

The regaining young man, watching Wang Mang’s retreating figure, pulled out a pen and began to write in his book.

Meanwhile, he murmured, "Strange person, actually able to touch my physical body."

...

At that moment, in front of a tavern,

Wang Mang watched the patrons coming and going and hesitated for a long while before leaving.

It was more important now to ascertain the date of the Spirit Awakening clan’s selection; he could always visit the tavern later.

The next moment, Wang Mang’s perception sharply locked onto one of the two men from the earlier conversation.

Instantly, through position swapping, he appeared near the man.

Looking at the man’s back, Wang Mang quickly approached and asked,

"Excuse me, could you tell me where the selection for the Spirit Awakening clan is taking place?"

Startled by the sudden voice behind him, the man turned around in confusion.

Looking at Wang Mang, the man felt a chill run through his body.

"In...each division is holding a selection, and the closest one here is within the seven divisions’ jurisdiction in the Spirit Granting City."

The man shivered as he spoke these words.

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang did not hesitate and immediately vanished from the spot.

What followed was a passerby walking on a distant street.

The two looked at each other, both somewhat baffled.

...

A few breaths later, Wang Mang had returned to the Spirit Granting City.

In an instant, Wang Mang unleashed his full perception.

The next moment, his figure flashed and he startlingly appeared on a rooftop.

Next to him, Mo Yong was sitting cross-legged.

And the moment Wang Mang appeared, Mo Yong sensed him too.

Without turning his head, Mo Yong, sitting cross-legged, supported his head with one hand and said,

"What is it?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang did not hesitate and immediately spoke, "I heard that the selection for the Seven Divisions of the Spirit Activation Clan is being held here?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yong immediately stood up.

He turned his head in surprise and looked at Wang Mang, asking curiously, "Are you serious?"

"The Seven Divisions of the Spirit Activation Clan are the strongest among the eight divisions."

"The conditions and required levels for the selection are also the highest."

"Although you have mastered the supreme Dao of Space, your cultivation realms are insufficient,"

Upon hearing these words, Wang Mang’s face also looked somewhat ugly.

Although his strength was formidable, his realm was a severe shortcoming.

Now, advancing even a single level was exceedingly difficult.

"Insufficient realms, so I cannot participate in the selection?"

Wang Mang’s low voice slowly entered Mo Yong’s ears.

"Er, of course not."

"The selection of the Spirit Activation Clan is precisely to recruit talented Peerless Heavenly Talents."

"As long as the strength suffices, everything else is no issue."

"But the gap in realms is hard to compensate, you..."

Upon saying this, Mo Yong noticeably glanced at Wang Mang.

As if to say, you can’t make it!

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang breathed a sigh of relief, yet his annoyance flared.

Damn it, those trash are just waiting to be easily beaten up.

To actually be looked down upon.

"When is it?"

"Three days later."

"Goodbye."

Watching Wang Mang walk away, Mo Yong also pinched his own chin.

...

At this moment, Wang Mang had returned to the inn in the neighboring city.

There were still three days until the selection of the Spirit Activation Clan.

He could only wait here for three days.

This was also, as it seemed, the only way to enter the Spirit Activation Clan.

Of course, he could choose to forcefully barge in.

However, Wang Mang’s current strength was not yet to that level.

Naturally, he would not make such a foolish choice.

...

Time flew, and three days quickly passed by.

During these three days, Wang Mang stayed in the inn, sitting in meditation and cultivating.

Although he could still improve his realms without relying on enlightenment, he currently had no source of Dao God Crystals.

With nothing else to do, Wang Mang could only spend his time this way, perhaps stumbling upon some enlightenment?

Moreover, the time required for the Extreme Realm of Physical Body Enlightenment Scroll was far beyond three days.

But it proved that he was still not suited for such enlightenment.

"Spirit Activation Clan, here I come."