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Chapter 1969: Ceasefire.

Chapter 1969: Chapter 1969: Ceasefire.

Bang!

With a roaring sound, the center of the battlefield suddenly burst into a dazzling, blinding light.

The powers of the two combatants began to clash intensely.

However, although the Dao runes of the Third Patriarch seemed to be endlessly transforming, it was indeed transforming endlessly... cough cough.

But of course, its power couldn’t compare with those who specialized in a single path.

Having mastered multiple powers naturally made cultivation more challenging.

As expected, Wang Mang, enveloped in various glows, suddenly felt a slack in his grip.

Had the opponent’s defense been broken?

Wang Mang’s expression subtly changed, and then he also increased his strength.

The next moment, cracks like shattered debris appeared around him.

In an instant, these cracks covered Wang Mang’s surroundings like a spider’s web.

Hiss...rip...

As if a mirror had shattered, the void around the two finally couldn’t bear the burden any longer!

Facing the punch howling towards him, the Third Patriarch had a stern look in his heart, momentarily without any countermeasure.

He gritted his teeth and chanted silently in his mind, "Path of the Holy Light!"

Instantly, the Dao runes within him underwent a transformation.

The immaculate radiance immediately fortified his body.

Thump~!

With a punch falling, Wang Mang only felt as though his fist had struck a divine weapon.

But ultimately, the Overlord Body proved superior.

The moment their bodies made contact, Wang Mang’s punch, bearing several supreme Dao runes, shattered the layer of holy light on the surface of the Third Patriarch’s body.

Even though the force of the Dao runes on his fist was slightly diminished, the immense Ten Thousand Jun Force still sent the Third Patriarch flying.

As a parabolic arc crossed the battlefield, the onlookers’ eyes revealed looks of astonishment.

Had the notoriously tough Third Patriarch really been defeated?

Watching the Third Patriarch being repelled, Wang Mang slowly exhaled.

These patriarchs were indeed troublesome.

Each one of them was capable of exchanging blows with Wang Mang back and forth when singled out.

This was something Wang Mang had not anticipated after his breakthrough.

He had imagined, except for that mysteriously formidable First Patriarch, he should be able to handle the other patriarchs easily if they were without support.

But reality slapped Wang Mang in the face.

Speaking of the Third Patriarch, why wasn’t there any movement from him?

Wang Mang was somewhat confused.

Not just him, but the other patriarchs felt the same.

Even though that punch from Wang Mang was powerful, it surely couldn’t have instantly killed a patriarch!

At this moment, the Third Patriarch, embedded in the ground, also closed his eyes and forcibly passed away.

Damn it, while everyone else was playing house, was he the only one putting in the effort, a truly huge cause for resentment?

A few moments later, as the Third Patriarch still showed no sign of movement, the corners of the onlookers’ mouths began to twitch slightly.

Everyone was no fool and naturally understood something.

However, they had never expected the Third Patriarch to be so decisively shameless.

Then, the few people who were still fighting also stopped.

For a moment, the scene quieted down.

Since witnessing the exchange between the First Patriarch and Wang Mang, everyone understood the former’s attitude.

Although not clear on the specifics, everyone knew that the fight couldn’t continue anymore.

Under the gloomy watch of the Fifth Patriarch, several patriarchs left without changing their expressions.

On the ground, the Third Patriarch, who had unknowingly used his Spatial Divine Skill, had already disappeared from his spot.

At that moment, the Abyss Nine Nether spoke to the Fifth Patriarch, "Old Fifth, come with me for a bit."

After finishing speaking, he also disappeared from sight.

At this time, the Fifth Patriarch deeply exhaled.

Clearly dissatisfied with the blatant shirking of responsibility.

Alas, the overwhelming tide had receded.

In the end, after glaring viciously at the abyssal skeleton, he had no choice but to leave helplessly.

...

As everyone departed, the previously oppressive atmosphere was no longer there.

The sky gradually returned to normal.

This scene made those still present also breathe a sigh of relief.

At Wang Mang’s side, Gui Chen, the Dust Heavenly Venerate, also wore a look of disbelief.

He had just left like that?

This top power wasn’t as strong as the legends portrayed.

With his own strength, he had more than enough to serve as a patriarch.

Clearly, at this moment, he thought he had realized the true strength of the patriarchs and had become a bit conceited.

...

"Young man, you do have quite impressive combat strength,"

"To think that even the Fifth Patriarch couldn’t cope with you."

The abyssal skeleton had a face full of smiles.

He was very pleased with the formidable Combat Strength Wang Mang had shown.

It seemed he no longer had to worry about the young man’s safety.

As for why he did not mention the battles with the Third Patriarch and the First Patriarch,

Anyone with clear eyes knew that neither had exerted their full strength.

Perhaps the First Patriarch, having heard of Wang Mang’s deeds in the top experts of Earth, found the young lad extremely likable.

Thinking of this, the abyssal skeleton also slowly let out a sigh of relief.

A heavy stone in his heart was similarly put down.

Wang Mang also was smiling at this side.

Then Elder Black Sun appeared beside the abyssal skeleton and greeted Wang Mang, "Young man, long time no see."

Looking at this old man who had once protected him, Wang Mang also felt a sense of déjà vu.

"How have you been lately, elder?"

A myriad of words ultimately converging into a simple greeting.

Wang Mang had much gratitude in his heart for these ’proper’ old men who liked using Love Talismans.

If one were to say that arriving at the Nine Clans of the Abyss began Wang Mang’s fate with the eight clans, then Elder Black Sun was both the pivot and the bridge.

Facing Wang Mang at this moment, Elder Black Sun was also full of sentiment.

A feeling as if seeing one’s own kin succeed,

This young man’s power must now far surpass mine.

"Alright, this isn’t the place to talk."

"Patriarch, aren’t you going to invite Wang Mang to sit?"

The abyssal skeleton nodded.

"Bring your friends along, let’s go sit at my place."

Wang Mang glanced at his two followers and immediately retracted them into system space.

As for Gui Chen, Wang Mang instructed him to do as he pleased.

The group of three quickly arrived inside the patriarch’s hall.

As he entered, Wang Mang subconsciously murmured, "It’s still the same as before."

At these words, Elder Black Sun immediately retorted with a laugh:

"Why are you youngsters more nostalgic than us old folks?"

At his words, Wang Mang, shaking his head, gave a wry smile.

Being long immersed in constant skirmishes, upon suddenly encountering a relic deep in memory, it was natural not to remain unmoved.

Whether it was reminiscing or missing the past, this place was indeed his rising ground!

Taking in the rows of statues, Wang Mang quickened his pace to catch up with the abyssal skeleton.

Arriving at the patriarch’s throne, the abyssal skeleton casually seated himself.

Next to them, two chairs made of divine stones also appeared.

"He has left you?" echoed the voice of the abyssal skeleton around.

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