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Chapter 1936: The True Power of the Slaughter Halberd!

Chapter 1936: Chapter 1936: The True Power of the Slaughter Halberd!

A halberd strike slashed out, stirring up a fierce storm; even the void itself was torn open with a terrifying gash.

The force of the slashing strike was devastating, poised to obliterate the Insane Ancestor!

The already unstable world began to undulate madly with Wang Mang’s attack.

The complexion of the Insane Ancestor also changed as he started to use the Dao runes to defend himself.

Boom!

A heaven-shaking roar thundered, and a terrifying power madly leaked out.

The two followers who were millions of miles away also changed their expressions drastically, unable to help the twitching at the corners of their brows.

This battle was simply not something they could participate in as minor characters of the fifth-level Zenith Heaven realm.

If they were hit, they would either die or be severely injured!

At this moment, seeing that his strike did not succeed, Wang Mang did not hesitate to wield his halberd again.

Now, each swing of his halberd was unimaginably powerful, and the energy consumption was also massive.

The power of the ancient god directly strengthened his own powerful physique; there was no additional amplification to his own strength.

It was the power of the ancient god within Wang Mang’s body that now propelled the Slaughter Halberd.

This power was something to be used sparingly, diminishing with each use.

Without a sufficient supply of souls, the power of the ancient god could not be conjured out of thin air.

At this moment, Wang Mang was in a state of intense concentration.

He needed to control his energy consumption to ensure that each strike was flawless.

Otherwise, defeat at the hands of the Insane Ancestor was inevitable.

At this time, the Insane Ancestor, not far away, was also gasping for breath.

The energy expenditure to block that strike was evidently not small.

He didn’t know how long this kid could last; fighting like this, he would have to retreat in less than two hours.

He watched Wang Mang closely, feeling incredibly frustrated.

It was bad enough that the boy had reached the same level as him, but he also had a top-notch Level 7 divine weapon.

What the hell kind of fight was this?

His own original weapon was a mid-rank Level 7 at best, but after discovering that his own fists were more useful, he had abandoned it.

In a battle between equals, any slight advantage could tip the scale of victory.

This brat actually possessed a top-rank Level 7 divine weapon; the Universe Will was so unfair!

He was freaking envious.

Even he, a big shot of the universe, didn’t have one, so why the hell did this little bastard?

For a moment, the Insane Ancestor’s eyes were edged with envy.

Murdering for treasure was her only thought.

Indeed, when the stakes were high enough, all risks could be ignored.

Even under these circumstances, the Insane Ancestor’s first thought was how to seize the divine weapon from Wang Mang’s hands.

But Wang Mang wouldn’t wait for him to think so much.

In the span of a breath, Wang Mang reappeared beside the Insane Ancestor.

A halberd stroke that could sever Heaven’s End Cliff whistled through the air.

Seeing this terrifying strike, the Insane Ancestor snapped back to reality from his daydream.

The next instant, copious Dao runes burst forth from his body.

In an instant, the surrounding environment morphed into the Supreme Domain of Dao runes.

As the halberd strike encountered the Dao runes surrounding him, a shattering noise abruptly filled the air.

Seeing this, the Insane Ancestor’s complexion dramatically shifted as he reinforced his Dao runes for defense.

Soon, the terrifying slash dissipated, having lacked the power to be sustained.

The Insane Ancestor gasped for breath, a sense of relief flooding his mind.

This was freaking insane; after all this fighting, he was still being subtly suppressed. Damn it.

On the other side, Wang Mang was also panting, his chest heaving significantly.

This strike had consumed one-tenth of his ancient god’s power.

If it had been before, he would have surged his power to outlast his opponent in a battle of attrition.

Now, the limited power of the ancient god forced Wang Mang to allocate his energy more carefully.

Dammit, ever since he gained the Great Dao, he hadn’t fought such a desperate battle.

This was going to be tricky.

Both men harbored their own designs, eyeing each other and estimating the forthcoming battle.

So, neither made a move, each just watching the other.

The Insane Ancestor, seeking to save on the consumption of Dao runes, deliberately contained their release.

Wang Mang did the same.

The two appeared just like ordinary people, devoid of any fluctuations emanating from their bodies.

Finally, Wang Mang teleported directly above the Insane Ancestor.

Aiming at his head, Wang Mang fiercely swung the Slaughter Halberd!

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