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Chapter 1952: The Identity of the Archmage!

Chapter 1952: Chapter 1952: The Identity of the Archmage!

Hearing Wang Mang’s unequivocal response, a look of ’just as I expected’ flashed across the Grand Mage’s face.

At the same time, he scrutinized the surroundings very carefully, as if afraid someone was spying.

Several minutes later, Wang Mang was also somewhat puzzled by his actions.

He asked,

"Are you not a native of this world?"

The reason he said this was because Wang Mang had sensed the aura of the Great Dao emanating from his body.

Indeed, upon entering the Grand Mage’s house, he miraculously discovered that his perception could be released.

However, it was limited to the range inside the Grand Mage’s house.

When the Grand Mage heard Wang Mang’s words, he stopped his previous actions and his face showed no oddity.

Clearly, he was tacitly acknowledging Wang Mang’s words.

"This matter is somewhat complicated."

"If possible, I hope you can take me out of here."

While speaking, the Grand Mage did not forget to scan their surroundings.

This cautious demeanor also caused Wang Mang to frown.

What exactly was this guy guarding against?

Wang Mang was puzzled, but he didn’t directly ask.

It wasn’t until the Grand Mage’s gaze returned to him that he asked, "What exactly is going on here?"

Wang Mang thought to himself, if there were no powerful figures here, then this world would be his from now on.

Moreover, after hearing Wang Mang’s words, the Grand Mage quietly said to him,

"I know you are strong, but this world is not simple."

"The strongest in this world is known as Dust Heavenly Venerate."

"His realm should be around the ninth level of the Eternal Realm, judging from his aura alone, you are somewhat inferior."

After saying a few words, he looked around again.

For a moment, Wang Mang was somewhat speechless.

Being at the ninth level of the Eternal Realm was indeed impressive, but was it really necessary to be so cautious?

Then Wang Mang said irritably, "Damn, looking at how cautious you are, one would think it’s an eighth-tier."

"By the way, which world were you originally from?"

Upon hearing Wang Mang’s words, the Grand Mage’s face suddenly showed a bitter expression.

"I was originally a scion of the Nine Clans of the Abyss. During my trial, I accidentally arrived here."

"I thought it was just an ordinary trial, but I never expected that the World Lord here would completely disregard the reputation of top forces."

"He directly detained me here."

Hearing his description, Wang Mang looked at him differently.

This guy was originally from the Nine Clans of the Abyss as well?

At the same time, Wang Mang became curious.

What kind of person would dare to disregard the reputation of the top forces?

And be bold enough not to fear retaliation.

Wang Mang knew that, during the previous campaigns of the Stellar Domain Emperor, he could only escape safely with the help of the clan leaders and the turmoil caused by the Starry Sky behemoth.

Otherwise, surrounded by so many top powerhouses, he could not have withstood them.

In any case, this Heavenly Venerate really had guts.

Not only was the title impressive, but the actions were just as decisive.

Would anyone else in the second ring of the universe forcibly detain a member of top powers like this?

Thinking about it, Wang Mang became curious about this Heavenly Venerate.

He immediately asked the Grand Mage,

"Is there only one powerhouse in this world?"

"Tell me about the detailed situation."

Upon hearing these words, the Grand Mage seemed a bit puzzled, but still explained to Wang Mang,

"Apart from the World Lord, Dust Heavenly Venerate,"

"There are also his six major generals."

"All six have stepped into the Eternal rank."

"Then there are the eighteen emissaries."

"Which are referred to as Grand Mages in the language of this tribe."

"A force of this scale can almost contend with a branch of a top-tier power."

"You hope you can escape soon and then inform the Nine Clans of the Abyss."

"Otherwise, would Gui Chen even consider taking in outsiders?"

"This has already violated the rules of the six top powers."

At this, a look of anger suddenly appeared on the Archmage’s face.

He had not easily entered a branch of a top-tier force.

The future was bright, yet crucial growth during these hundred years had been trapped here.

Who among those who entered top-tier forces were mediocre?

Sadly, this guy was just unlucky.

Now, he was probably being left far behind by his peers in terms of Realm.

Of course, Wang Mang didn’t know any of this.

At this point, he asked curiously, "Which branch of the Nine Clans of the Abyss are you from?"

Hearing Wang Mang’s words, the Archmage looked at him with surprise.

"From the Nine Branch Clan."

"By the way, have you heard of someone named Abyss Xuanming?"

"Is that guy now renowned throughout the world?"

Wang Mang paused and asked, "You know Xuanming?"

The latter also paused after hearing Wang Mang’s words.

Realizing what he had said, he spoke somewhat excitedly:

"Do you know him too?"

"How is he doing, has he achieved great fame?"

"What Realm is he in?"

Hearing his string of questions, Wang Mang calmly said:

"Well, he is the young clan leader of the Nine Branch Clan."

"As for his cultivation, I’m not too clear on that."

Seeing Wang Mang’s response, the Archmage’s face showed a gratified expression, yet a melancholic gleam flickered in his eyes.

Seeing the change in the Archmage’s expression, Wang Mang asked, "What is your relationship with Xuanming?"

He smiled faintly and said:

"I guess I would be considered his senior brother."

"I’m not even sure if my name is still on the clan’s roster."

Hearing this, Wang Mang was taken aback for a moment.

He didn’t expect this person to have such a deep relationship with Xuanming.

Since that was the case, it might be worth taking him along, as he was also planning a visit to the Nine Clans of the Abyss.

Looking at the melancholic expression on the Archmage’s face, Wang Mang slowly said:

"That’s quite a coincidence."

"I am the former young clan leader of the Eight Clans."

As soon as he spoke, the Archmage’s gaze abruptly shifted to him.

The puzzled expression seemed to say, are you kidding me?

To this, Wang Mang only shrugged his shoulders and did not make any particular effort to explain.

The Archmage sized Wang Mang up and down slowly and said:

"Although I can’t see through your Realm."

"Shouldn’t the young clan leader of the Eight Clans be the Abyss Temple?"

"That guy’s physical talent is unmatched."

Hearing the name, the memories of the previous branch competition suddenly flooded Wang Mang’s mind.

He chuckled lightly:

"If I hadn’t shown up, it wouldn’t have been his turn."

"The Abyss Temple firmly surpasses him in the Eight Clans."

Hearing Wang Mang’s words, the Archmage responded with surprise, "The young swordsman?"

"He actually surpassed the Temple?"

The Archmage lamented, realizing that the Peerless Heavenly Talents of his generation had already become a thing of the past.

How could this not evoke sighs?

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