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Chapter 2030: The Dog Gets Injured! Time for a House Call!

Chapter 2030: Chapter 2030: The Dog Gets Injured! Time for a House Call!

Hearing the system’s introduction, Wang Mang’s face instantly revealed a smile!

But with Wu Ya by his side this time, he restrained the corners of his mouth from turning upwards.

This time, looking around, his vision clearly contained something more.

Hmm? Doggie?

"Why did you come back so quickly?" Wang Mang asked subconsciously.

However, when he saw the bloodied wound on Doggie’s back, Wang Mang’s expression immediately changed.

"Who did this?!" His tone held some anger, but more of it was surprise.

After all, even as a pseudo eighth-tier Doggie, to be beaten like this was unusual.

At this moment, Wu Ya also came over.

Seeing the wounded Doggie, his face immediately showed anger.

A wisp of green flame emerged uncontrollably.

At this time, Doggie, panting heavily, finally spoke.

With a face filled with indignation, it said:

"Damn it, I ran into an old man covered in pockmarks who wanted to make me his spirit pet."

"When has Grandpa Dog ever suffered such humiliation? I immediately started fighting with him."

"Don’t look at the many wounds on my body, I bit off one of that old guy’s arms."

Looking at the indignant Doggie, Wang Mang and Wu Ya both narrowed their eyes in an instant.

An old man full of pockmarks, could there be other pseudo eighth-tier existences?

Wang Mang, squinting, instantly had a new target.

"Doggie, your injuries aren’t serious, right?"

Hearing Wang Mang’s words, Doggie shook its head nonchalantly, replying with ease:

"Just need to eat a few Chaos beasts to recover."

Relieved by his words, Wang Mang immediately continued to ask:

"Can you still find that old man if we go back now?"

"Ancestor Hongjun will help you butcher him."

Hearing this, Doggie instantly perked up.

Excitedly, it said, "Absolutely sure!"

"Even across the Chaos, I can track down that dead old man’s scent!"

Wang Mang’s mouth curled up.

"Lead the way."

And so, under Doggie’s guidance, Wang Mang and his companions soon came before a courtyard full of scars.

Along the way, they caught some Chaos beasts to heal Doggie, so its wounds were mostly healed.

Meanwhile, Wang Mang’s party had grown from three to six.

That’s right, the three additional members were Abyss Xuanming, Wang You, and Dust Heavenly Venerate.

With Divine Power now advanced to Chaos Hungry Ghost, they could completely control the Chaos to avoid the surroundings of the trio.

At this time, Abyss Xuanming was still in a dazed state.

Once out, he actually wasn’t in the second ring of the universe anymore??

Dust Heavenly Venerate was in the same boat.

Even as an Eternal Realm ninth-level Zenith Heaven entity, he could distinctly feel the omnipresent filthy aura of Chaos around him and its terrifying ability to corrupt.

A slight contact would surely lead to an ominous half-crippled state.

By comparison, Wang You seemed much more composed.

Anyway, like that Doggie, both were regular troops, not afraid of this and that.

Similarly, the three who had just come out today could also distinctly feel the oppressive aura coming invisibly from Wang Mang.

Even though Wang Mang had restrained his own aura, the disparity in the level of Life was stark.

Just one glance would make an inferior life tremble.

As for the future of the three, Wang Mang had a simple idea.

The realms of cultivation and Primordial Spirit Transformation were not much help to him.

But the Physical Realm, even if it meant pounding with Chaos beasts, he would smash something out of it.

A pseudo-eighth-grade body, fully capable of dominating the three in the second ring of the universe.

At that moment, revealing a mysterious smile, Wang Mang indicated he had an ingenious plan to send them back.

The arrival of such a procession would naturally attract the attention of the courtyard’s master.

And indeed, shortly after, two pseudo-eighth-tier experts appeared.

Looking at the two of them, greed flashed across Wang Mang’s eyes.

He could already see twenty trillion Dao Crystals beckoning him.

But the one-armed old man mentioned by Gouzi hadn’t appeared yet.

That meant there should be thirty trillion Dao Crystals!

Once obtained, to what heights would his realm elevate?

Wang Mang had already begun to envision the aftermath.

At this moment, a pseudo-eighth-tier expert who came out from the courtyard spoke with a smile:

"Fellow Daoists, for what reason have you come to our doorstep?"

"If you don’t mind, please honor us with your presence inside the courtyard for a chat."

After saying this, he gestured for the group to enter.

Seeing his demeanor, Wang Mang turned to Gouzi and confirmed:

"Are you certain that the old man’s aura is among them?"

After hearing Wang Mang’s words, Gouzi took a deep sniff and then nodded repeatedly:

"No mistake!"

Assured, Wang Mang nodded and took the lead into the dilapidated courtyard,

Ignoring the two hosts who had come out to greet them.

Such disregard immediately drew a frown from the hosts, and a trace of unusual color flickered in their eyes.

Once Wang Mang and his entourage had entered the courtyard, the two exchanged glances and shut the main gate.

Inside the courtyard, the sight of a white bone chair in the center immediately captivated everyone.

Wu Ya’s pupils narrowed upon seeing this, as the power within him was already gearing up.

Although Wang Mang had guessed something, he was not surprised.

He calmly found a bone chair to sit on.

Seeing the rest still standing in place, uncertain, Wang Mang frowned and called out:

"What are you dawdling for? Sit down."

Following Wang Mang’s order, the group then sat on the nearby bone chairs.

At this point, the two pseudo-eighth-tier experts spoke first:

"May we know what business brings you to our humble home?"

Sitting on the bone chair, Wang Mang replied nonchalantly:

"There should be an old man here too; we’ve come to kill."

At these words, a light smile instantly surfaced on the face of the pseudo-eighth-tier who had asked the question.

"Hehe, a pseudo-eighth-tier dog, along with another pseudo-eighth-tier, and the rest are all useless scrubs."

"Do you even know what lies beneath your feet?"

After saying this, the person beside him added:

"This is a slaughter formation that has obliterated countless pseudo-eighth-tier beings."

"And you are standing right in the midst of it."

At these words, a ripple of space instantly enveloped Wang You and three others.

Once the three were sent back into the Interspatial Silk Sachet, only Wu Ya and Gouzi were left.

"Swords and sabers have no eyes, so stay within the range enveloped by my power, understood?"

Wang Mang instructed them with an unperturbed look on his face.

After these words, Wu Ya and Gouzi immediately nodded without hesitation.

This was a formation capable of killing pseudo-eighth-tier beings, and they were naturally within its killing range.

In an instant, the Devouring Dao Rhyme enveloped both of them.

Looking at Wang Mang’s action, the two pseudo-eighth-tier experts scoffed with disdain.

A mere Eternal Realm could hardly stir up much turmoil.