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Chapter 1761: An Unexpected Awakening!

Chapter 1761: Chapter 1761: An Unexpected Awakening!

Just then, a deep voice from the Abyss Temple suddenly entered Wang Mang’s ears.

"What are you doing here, traitor?"

When he said the last two words, he intentionally emphasized them.

"Oh? Do you, the weak one, want to help the eight clans eradicate me, the traitor?"

Wang Mang’s expression was coldly mocking, his words full of scorn,

Watching the two facing off, the few people present suddenly swallowed.

This was gearing up for a fight!

They exchanged glances, each recognizing the worry in the other’s eyes.

Ever since the eight clans declared Wang Mang a traitor, the Abyss Temple had been training like mad.

Perhaps it was a release of pent-up dissatisfaction, or maybe something else.

However, the next Main Clan competition completely struck the Abyss Temple.

On the arena of the Main Clan competition, the Abyss Temple was easily defeated by Abyss Bai Yang, and he left behind a sentence that haunted him forever.

"You have a long way to go compared to him."

Since then, the Abyss Temple had been obsessed, honing his Sword Dao every day.

...

The Abyss Temple stared at Wang Mang with intense eyes, an endless killing intent involuntarily emanating from him.

The fierce aura burst forth continuously from within him.

At this moment, the Abyss Temple was like a divine sword gradually being drawn from its sheath, just one glance was enough to make Wang Mang’s eyes sting a bit.

The whole being exuded a sharp edge.

Seeing this, Wang Mang was also taken aback.

Didn’t expect this guy to have improved so much.

Let me test your capacity!

Wang Mang’s face remained utterly calm, his brows revealing endless confidence.

Seeing Wang Mang’s demeanor, the Abyss Temple clenched his teeth.

The next moment, he fiercely stretched out his right arm.

Then, a broken sword was suddenly held in his hand.

"Broken blade shall cut you down!"

The Abyss Temple aimed the sword at Wang Mang and said softly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang immediately chuckled.

"Anyone can talk big!"

As soon as the words fell, an invisible ripple spread out from Wang Mang as the center.

In an instant, those present only felt their souls as if struck by a heavy hammer.

For a moment, their figures staggered.

Bang!

As a muffled sound arose, the ground under Wang Mang’s feet suddenly displayed a dense array of cracks.

As for the Abyss Temple, the main focus of Wang Mang’s attention, naturally, his situation was no better.

His gaze was somewhat floating, appearing dazed for a while.

It took him quite some time to come back to his senses.

Seeing a smiling Wang Mang, a nameless fire instantly ignited in the heart of the Abyss Temple.

His eyes seemed to contain a fierce blaze, his face filled with reluctance.

Seeing this, Wang Mang immediately increased the output of his domineering spiritual will projection.

Bang! Sizzz...

As a cracking sound arose, the cliff they were on started to shake.

The cracks rapidly spread across the entire cliff.

Boom!

The next moment, the cliff collapsed thunderously.

...

At this time, in the outer world in a box of the Nine Races.

Watching the supremely domineering Wang Mang, all of the eight clan members fell silent.

Their own people were barely hanging on while their opponent hadn’t even moved.

The disparity was obvious at a glance.

Sitting in the patriarch’s seat, the Abyssal Skeleton watched the few who appeared like chicks in front of Wang Mang, his face also showing a complex expression.

Just then, Elder Black Sun beside him slowly started to speak:

"Rest assured, Wang Mang knows his limits."

Upon hearing this, the abyssal skeleton immediately gave a wry smile and shook his head without saying anything further.

The abyssal skeleton stared intently at the figure on the crystal screen.

Next to him was a sidelong glance from Elder Hei Yan.

Just then, the abruptly changing scene on the crystal screen caused the abyssal skeleton to widen his eyes.

...

At that moment, high above Tiangang Cliff.

Wang Mang and a figure from the Abyss Temple were suspended in mid-air, facing each other from afar.

Surprise was evident on both of their faces.

Feeling the spiritual will projection gushing incessantly from the Abyss Temple’s Tou She Ancient God, a hint of admiration flickered in Wang Mang’s eyes.

He hadn’t expected that under the oppression of his overbearing spiritual will projection, he too had awakened the Special Extreme Realm of Cultivation!

Compared to Wang Mang’s overpowering spiritual will projection, the newly awakened, unknown spiritual will projection from the Abyss Temple was not the slightest bit weaker.

It’s known that the power of the Special Extreme Realm of Cultivation cannot be enhanced any further.

The strength relies entirely on the circumstances at the time of the awakening.

Both forces of spiritual will projections competed against each other, neither being able to advance further.

Feeling the tremendous power within his Tou She Ancient God, the Abyss Temple’s mouth curved up slightly, revealing a trace of a smile.

Is this the power of the Special Extreme Realm of Cultivation?

He was now one step closer!

He clutched the broken sword in his hand tightly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Come on!"

With a loud roar, he swung at Wang Mang with his broken sword.

Blood-red sword beams slashed from his broken sword.

The sword beams arrived before the man did.

Seeing the sudden attack from the Abyss Temple, Wang Mang’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The next moment, an immensely dark Great Devouring Dao surged out from within him.

A sinister and ominous aura immediately swept around.

The blood-red sword beams, upon reaching the Great Devouring Dao in front of Wang Mang, were devoured in an instant.

They disappeared without stirring even a splash, like stones sinking into the sea.

Seeing this, the Abyss Temple immediately halted.

He then brandished his broken sword, producing several more sword beams.

After witnessing Wang Mang’s mysterious power of the Great Dao, he didn’t dare to advance rashly.

Instead, he chose to probe first.

Seeing his action, Wang Mang, enveloped by the Great Devouring Dao, let out a slight chuckle.

"A futile effort."

Countless sword beams continuously slashed towards Wang Mang.

Piercing sword qi and a ghostly aura mixed together, contaminating the endless heavens.

Watching the sky above, now transformed into a sea of blood, the onlookers from afar also started discussing:

"It doesn’t seem right for us to just watch the battle, does it?"

"Ahem, it does feel a bit that way."

"Our strength isn’t on the same level as theirs; going up there would be pointless."

"A reasonable point, I believe the young clan leader can defeat Wang Mang."

...

After half an incense stick of time had passed, the Abyss Temple finally stopped.

He was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans emerging from his forehead.

Looking at the unchanged dark mass not far away, he felt somewhat helpless.

No matter how he attacked, he simply couldn’t break through that dark mass.

At that moment, Wang Mang’s indifferent voice rang out again:

"Is that all the tricks you have?"

"Haha, connecting to touch me is already difficult enough."

As the dark mass slowly dispersed, Wang Mang’s figure finally became visible.

After hearing Wang Mang’s taunt, the Abyss Temple clenched his teeth, unusually refraining from retorting.

Just as Wang Mang was about to continue his taunting, Tiangang Cliff suddenly shook violently.

At the same time, an extremely vast aura also appeared in his perception!

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