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Chapter 2052 - 2040: Victory

Chapter 2052: Chapter 2040: Victory

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Several people emerged from the deep underground in a sorry state, their eyes filled with anger as they looked at Wang Mang.

After suffering such a big loss, the ten Dao Ancestors no longer intended to test the waters.

The profound unfathomable mastery of space was headache-inducing enough.

In an instant, ten different strands of Dao runes surged out from within them.

Clearly, they were getting serious.

Seeing this scene, a still eager Wang Mang was somewhat disappointed.

Now that they were all enveloped in Dao runes, the energy consumption of forcibly transferring using Space Dao Rhyme was exceptionally colossal.

Of course, this was not something Wang Mang cared about, his power being limitless allowed him to play however he wished.

However, the powerful aura continuously emanating from the Interspatial Silk Sachet compelled Wang Mang to take notice.

"Can’t wait any longer?"

"Then playtime is over."

As soon as his words fell, Wang Mang fiercely clapped his hands.

An invisible aura dispersed from his body in an instant.

Simultaneously, the space around Wang Mang shook violently.

His action immediately caused the ten Dao Ancestors to be filled with dread, a fatal crisis looming in their hearts.

Before the ten could react, Wang Mang’s right arm suddenly erupted with a dazzlingly brilliant light.

Ripple after ripple of invisible force also emanated from his left arm!

"Die."

With a nonchalant remark from Wang Mang, the space within a radius of ten miles began to wildly convulse!

The invisible, formless space collided with the silvery divine brilliance, unleashing an apocalyptic force.

The aftermath of the clash between the two supreme forces was enough to shatter anyone below the Eternal Realm.

Let alone mention the ten Dao Ancestors at the center of the explosion.

Under Wang Mang’s deliberate control, the surrounding space started to collapse with the power of time.

Chaotic disordered space, tumultuous and haphazard time power.

The two triggered each other, their combined force far more than just the sum of their parts!

"How is this possible!" A Dao Ancestor exclaimed in shock and disbelief, roaring!

Dao runes surged around him frenziedly as if they cost nothing.

Having already tasted death once, they were experiencing the breath of death once more at this moment!

The ten were now in a pitiable state, being shredded by the tumultuous space-time torrents.

Had they not overexerted themselves by driving their Dao runes to resist, they would likely have already been done for.

Even so, they could not fully withstand the onslaught.

At this moment, the chaotic space-time torrents were like giant, surging waves, with the few of them being like tiny boats, at constant risk of capsizing.

Finally, after a few breaths of time, a Dao Ancestor depleted his Dao runes and was instantly devoured by the violent space-time torrents.

In a mere breath’s time, the presence of that Dao Ancestor was completely extinguished.

This scene darkened the faces of the others.

...

Now, Wang Mang, who had been aloof, retracted his gaze.

It didn’t take any thought to know that these ten people wouldn’t survive after this strike.

Although the world’s correction kept trying to mend this chaotic area, its encroaching space power simply couldn’t stop the Devouring Dao Rhyme.

It was the kind that devoured as much as it came.

This situation naturally attracted the attention of the World’s Will.

However, upon sensing the terrifyingly boundless power in Wang Mang, it promptly chose to step aside.

Joking aside, that power could easily obliterate this world.

While unclear of the other party’s intentions, the World’s Will assumed it couldn’t go wrong by not emerging until the very last moment.

And if you were to ask the World’s Will what to do at the last moment,

The World’s Will would say, what else can be done but to handle it with grace and dignity?

...

As the space-time chaos subsided, everything fell silent.

Whether it was those Taoist priests, or the ten Dao Ancestors, all had returned to dust, ashes to ashes.

"Ended."

Wang Mang muttered softly, casting his profound gaze towards the original location.

In an instant, a gaze hidden in the void collided with Wang Mang’s line of sight.

At the same time, the images of each other’s pupils emerged in their minds.

Only, their reactions were entirely different.

Wang Mang remained utterly calm, and with interest whispered to himself:

"Is it another ninth-level Zenith Heaven realm?"

...

At this moment, far away on the highest level of the Demon Suppressing Tower.

"Phew, such an oppressive gaze!"

"The younger generation these days is really something."

The white-haired old man spoke with a tone somewhat agitated, and his trembling arms further betrayed his current state of mind.

His somewhat cloudy pupils gazed towards the door behind him, filled with solemnity.

"Alas, troubled times."

With a light sigh, his figure vanished instantly from the cushion.

...

Ever since Wang Mang detected that lurking gaze, he went full throttle towards that direction.

As for Wang You and Abyss Xuanming, he had collected them all into Storage Space.

What space, you ask?

It’s the Interspatial Silk Sachet, of course.

As long as the other party does not resist, the Interspatial Silk Sachet can completely accommodate three people.

At this time, Wang Mang, who was hastening his journey, suddenly halted.

"The main character finally deigns to appear."

Following his low mutter, the space not far from there began to fluctuate markedly.

Soon after, an elderly man with white hair appeared from it.

Upon seeing the old man, Wang Mang’s first reaction was to narrow his eyes.

Eternal Realm ninth-level Zenith Heaven, somewhat stronger than Dust Heavenly Venerate.

Although the opponent was old, the profound deposition of Dao runes within him was real.

In Wang Mang’s perception, it was like a radiant sun, hard to ignore even if one wanted to.

"Old man, this isn’t the time to be out getting some fresh air."

"Heh heh, at my age, I really don’t want to cause trouble anymore."

Hearing his response, Wang Mang did not say a thing, only silently mobilized the Dao runes within his body.

The old man opposite did the same.

Just as the tension between the two escalated, the Interspatial Silk Sachet at Wang Mang’s waist suddenly emitted brilliant light.

A breath of great terror leaked out a sliver, immediately making the old man on the other side’s face drastically change color.

"What have you brought here?!!"

Wang Mang did not reply, but slightly furrowed his brows.

The next moment, a flash of light streaked from the Interspatial Silk Sachet.

As the corpse appeared between them, the white-haired old man did not hesitate to initiate his attack.

Thick Dao runes surged out, bombarding towards the corpse relentlessly.

At that moment, the corpse’s tightly shut eyes suddenly opened.

With a move, it blocked the continuous Dao rune blasts with its hand.

"Hehehehe, we meet again, lad," the words were directed at the old man.

Hearing this, he, too, outputted Dao runes with a serious expression.

However, his actions were obviously futile. Even though the Dao rune blasts appeared mighty,

they were always firmly grasped in the corpse’s hand.

Finally, as if the corpse grew impatient, it flung its hand and extinguished all the Dao runes in a single move.

Seeing this scene, the old man’s face changed drastically and he could no longer stay calm.

"Lad, do you realize the disaster your actions could bring upon the entire second ring of the universe!"