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Chapter 2062 - 2063: Wang Mang Ultimate Sublimation?

Chapter 2062: Chapter 2063: Wang Mang Ultimate Sublimation?

In an instant, Wang Mang only felt a daze.

The next moment, his face suddenly changed.

Wait! Fate Divine Envoy!

At this moment, Wang Mang’s mind suddenly recalled information about the latter.

Wasn’t this guy already killed by himself??

The key point is that there was no awareness just now.

"Did you resurrect him?" Wang Mang looked incredulously at the luminous figure exuding a terrifying aura.

At this moment, he recalled the memories related to the Fate Divine Envoy again.

As Wang Mang finished speaking, the surrounding Fate Power immediately began to emit a brilliant azure glow.

Possessing infinite mysteries, the Fate Power interwove to sketch out a magnificent Dao diagram unique to Fate.

"Dead, how can you be sure?"

"Is physical demise death?"

"Is the disappearance of the Tou She Ancient God death?"

"Is the annihilation of the divine soul death?"

"Is being forgotten death?"

"No, none of these count; aside from the six supreme beings taking action, nobody can achieve true death."

"Death is to be forgotten by Time, excluded by Space, erased by Karma, reversed by oblivion, erased by reincarnation, and tampered with by Fate."

"Ants, even the right to their own death is controlled by others, how can they talk about death?"

The words of the Messenger of Fate resonated like the profound elucidation of the Dao, shaking one’s soul and causing turbulence.

Within his words lay infinite disdain, looking down upon eternity.

"Hand over what does not belong to you."

"Otherwise, you shall lose your true destiny, never to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

The resounding sound of the Great Dao, from all directions, was infused towards Wang Mang.

Even with the bolster from the Chaos Hungry Ghost boosting his Devouring Dao Rhyme, he could not shake the Fate Power in the slightest.

Wang Mang at this moment was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without any room to resist.

Looking at the Fate Messenger who was continuously displaying superiority before him, Wang Mang suddenly gritted his teeth.

Damn it, an eighth-tier supreme has the nerve to show off in front of me.

If possible, Wang Mang would have loved to go up and give him a couple of hefty slaps.

Just then, an unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared in Wang Mang’s mind.

"Want to give him a couple of moves?"

Hm?

Wang Mang was somewhat perplexed, silently thinking:

"Who are you?"

The voice didn’t respond to Wang Mang immediately but echoed in his mind again after a few moments.

"That’s not important."

"Just answer me."

Wang Mang quickly scanned his surroundings.

Apart from a small circle around him, the power of Fate had already permeated everything.

The chance of escaping seemed very unlikely.

Regarding the system’s replacement.

Last time, it wiped out all his savings.

Although it was to save him but...

Well, right now he had no other choice but to trust that unknown entity.

"Want!"

Wang Mang mentally replied to the unknown existence.

At the same time, he also wondered who in the Chaos Realm was helping him.

The opponent is an eighth-tier supreme; can they really manage?

Moments later, the voice emerged once more in Wang Mang’s mind.

"Very good, next you can do anything."

As soon as the words were spoken, before Wang Mang could react, sporadic black fog suddenly appeared from within his divine soul.

With the emergence of the black fog, the force of fate surrounding Wang Mang was instantly tainted.

In just a moment, half the area of the Fate Realm Sea was covered by black fog.

The speed of this spread could only be described as terrifying.

The sight of the black fog made the Messenger of Fate lose his composure.

"Huh? Didn’t I send someone to stop you??"

He was a bit confused, but still prepared for battle.

The vast azure force of fate continuously spread out from around him.

The supreme aura of fate almost materialized, crushing the endless Chaos.

Although it wasn’t his true body descending, the aura he exuded still commanded awe across myriad paths.

Wang Mang, on the other hand, was not to be outdone.

At this moment, Wang Mang was in a very mysterious state.

Although the black fog was not his power, he could control it.

The malicious aura of the myriad worlds continuously converged toward his divine soul, making him feel uneasy.

Yet, this omnipotent sensation made Wang Mang unable to stop.

A slight smile appeared on Wang Mang’s lips, his eyes flickering with a strange glow capable of corrupting eternity.

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"Ha ha ha..."

Wang Mang’s insane laughter resonated throughout the Chaos Realm, stirring up an ominous and foreboding aura.

At this moment, every creature in the Chaos Realm trembled.

What kind of aura was that?

Just sensing it a little was like being assimilated, powerful enough to erode one’s divine soul and spirit.

What kind of being could emit such an aura?

Unimaginable maliciousness and negative news filled the Chaos Realm.

That strange, virus-like spreading aura caused tumultuous Chaos Qi to surge throughout the Chaos Realm.

In this moment, the true nature of Chaos seemed to have surfaced.

The entire Chaos Realm fell into great disorder; faux eighth-tier creatures went mad! Chaos beasts trembled!

The view returns to the Fate Realm Sea.

An unimaginable tide of emotions and energy continually gathered from various places within the Chaos Realm toward here.

This also caused a change in the Messenger of Fate’s expression.

"Ha ha ha." Wang Mang, surrounded by endless black fog, laughed wildly as he rushed towards the Messenger of Fate.

Seeing this, the Messenger of Fate snorted coldly, his body also radiating a brilliant light.

The clash between the two vastly different forces instantly unleashed terrifying shockwaves.

In an instant, the Chaos Realm began to violently shake.

The supreme aftershocks capable of annihilating everything continuously spread out from within the Fate Realm Sea.

Feeling the ongoing flux of the black fog power, Wang Mang seemed to transcend to the pinnacle of existence.

Under his control, the rolling black fog emitted a forbidden and terrifying aura.

In this instant, even the Chaos Realm couldn’t withstand this power and violently collapsed.

Simultaneously, traces of black fog also appeared in various parts of the seven-ring universe.

The sinister and ominous black fog suppressed all paths of myriad worlds, continuously infecting and devouring everything it touched.

Likewise, at this moment, endless beings within the seven universes began to wail.

In the distant future, this day would also be remembered by beings as the inception of dark and ominous times, a memory still vivid.

Of course, that’s a story for later.

At this moment, Wang Mang, wrapped in black fog, continued to assault the Messenger of Fate with punches and kicks.

Although the Messenger of Fate was powerful, having not used this combat method for many eons, he unexpectedly found himself in retreat.

The power that this body could exert was limited, and moreover, this was the bizarre home field.

In a short while, he was actually suppressed!

Wang Mang’s flurry of punches almost felt like a chaotic fight killing the master.