Chapter 1504: The Nether Clanâs Trump Card Against Wang Mang
At this moment, outside Wang Mangâs bedroom.
The scene just now was clearly seen by Mo Xiaoyou who was hiding.
Looking at this strange scene, Mo Nethery covered her mouth in fear.
At this moment, in his eyes, Wang Mang was an evil cultivator who had cultivated a strange divine power!
With this thought in mind, she regretted coming to Wang Mangâs residence.
Right then, a helpless voice sounded.
âAlright, stop hiding. Iâve already discovered you.â
Hearing this, Mo Netheryâs petite body immediately trembled.
Then, she stammered, âYou⊠What the hell are you?â
Hearing this, Wang Mangâs face darkened and he was speechless.
âIâm nothing. Donât you know that itâs not good to peep at others?
âIf thereâs nothing else, leave quickly.â
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Xiaoyou hurriedly denied.
âTsk, whoâs peeping? I just happened to pass by.
âLetâs not talk about it anymore. I have to go first.â
With that, he hurriedly ran out of the door.
Watching her leave, Wang Mang muttered to himself, âI wonder what changes Blood Coffin will undergo after devouring the Ancient God Inheritorâs corpse.
âForget it, I should think about how to increase my strength first.â
At this moment, Mo Yang, who had arrived at Wang Mangâs residence, fell into deep thought as he watched Mo Nethery leave in a hurry.
Then, he muttered to himself with a puzzled expression, âWhy is Nethery here?
âDonât tell meâŠâ
As he spoke, his expression darkened.
After standing there in a daze for a while, Mo Yang immediately walked toward Wang Mangâs residence.
Following his arrival, Wang Mang, who was in his bedroom, also sensed his aura.
The next moment, Wang Mang went out to welcome him.
âIsnât this the Clan Leader? What brings you here?â
Hearing this, Mo Yang said with a dark expression, âIâm here to tell you that all the spies who went to the top world of the Abyss have been dealt with.
âAlso, why is Mo Xiaoyou here?â
After hearing his words, Wang Mang replied disapprovingly, âYou mean your niece?
âLooks like she did not lie to me.â
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yangâs expression darkened even more.
Then, he said with a trembling voice, âNiece? Maybe she is.â
Looking at Mo Yangâs strange actions, Wang Mang was puzzled.
âWhat happened?â
Hearing this, Mo Yang replied with a conflicted expression, âNothing.
âOh right, thereâs one more thing.
âThe Endless Holy War will begin in half a month.
âPrepare yourself.â
After hearing his words, Wang Mang said expressionlessly, âGot it. Those ants arenât worth worrying about.â
Hearing this, Muk Gu said indifferently:
âThatâs for the best.
âAs long as you can get first place, it doesnât matter.
âAlthough the other Holy Sons are not as strong as you, thereâs still one person you have to pay attention to.â
After hearing his words, Wang Mang asked unhappily, âOh? Please elaborate.â
Seeing this, Mo Yang whispered, âThe Holy Son of the Ancient Starry Sky Clan is called Hao Shixuan.
âHis strength is only at Level 5 of the Eternal Realm.
âBut after fusing with the Legacy Divine Item of the Ancient Starry Sky Race, his strength will temporarily increase greatly.
âYou should pay more attention to this person.â
Hearing this, Wang Mang said disdainfully, âHehe, no matter how strong an ant is, itâs only a slightly larger ant.
âI can still easily crush him to death.â
It was clear that Wang Mang still did not believe that there was anyone at the same level as him in this world.
If it was the older generation of this world, Wang Mang might be a little afraid.
After all, the strength of those old fellows was obvious.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang agreed.
âI believe in your strength.
âBe careful. After all, you represent us.
âThatâs right, in the Endless Holy War, you canât harm the lives of other Holy Sons.
âAlright, I wonât disturb you anymore.â
With that, he quickly left.
Seeing this, Wang Mang said indifferently, âEndless Holy War?
âThis kind of battle has no meaning to me.
âForget it, Iâll just treat it as playing with those ants.â
As soon as he finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged and prepared to open the treasure chest.
âŠ
At this moment, in Muk Guâs courtyard.
Mo Xiaoyou snuggled into Muk Guâs embrace and said in a low and muffled voice.
âGrandfather, that Wang Mang isnât a good person. He actually eats corpses!â
Hearing this, Muk Guâs expression changed slightly and he slowly said, âOh? Tell me about it.â
In the next moment, Mo Nethery broke free from his embrace and said solemnly, âI was at his bedroom door today and saw him looking at a corpse in fascination.
âThen, a red light flashed between his eyebrows, and the corpse disappeared.â
After hearing Mo Netheryâs words, Muk Gu pondered for a while.
Then, he turned to Mo Nethery and said earnestly, âGirl, Wang Mang is one of us now.
âAs long as he doesnât do anything to harm anyone, we shouldnât worry about anything else.
âMoreover, heâs now the Holy Son of the Shang clan. Heâs the hope for our Shang clan to rise.
âDonât let anyone else know about this, understand?â
Upon hearing this, Mo Nethery said, not fully understanding.
âButâŠâ
Before he could finish, Muk Gu interrupted.
âAlright, letâs not talk about this anymore.
âInstead of worrying about him, you should care more about your father.â
After hearing Muk Gu mention Mo Yang, Mo Nethery immediately said in a fit of pique:
âHeâs not my father.â
As soon as she finished speaking, she ran toward the door.
Looking at Mo Xiaoyouâs petite figure, Muk Gu muttered to himself.
âDevouring corpses?
âI hope you donât extend your hand into the clan.
âOtherwise, I can only kill you.â
âŠ
At this moment, in the territory of the Ancient Starry Sky Race.
A young man in an azure cloak slowly said, âWang Mang?
âAccording to the Clan Leaderâs description, this person is my greatest obstacle on my path of cultivation.
âBut with the support of the Scar of the Stars, I can fight him!â
âŠ
In the Nether Clanâs territory.
The Nether Clanâs Holy Sonâs eyes flashed as he said in a low voice, âI refuse to believe that no matter how heaven-defying Wang Mang is, he canât ignore the Heart of the Underworld God.â
As soon as he finished speaking, a beating gray heart appeared in his hand.
At the same time, there were countless mysterious Dao runes engraved on this heart.
If there were people from other large factions, they would definitely not be able to help but exclaim when they saw this heart.
Because this heart belonged to the Ancient God Inheritor.
Engraved on it was the deathly aura of the Ancient God Inheritor when he encountered the strange phenomenon.
This was something that even a quasi-Level 8 powerhouse was unwilling to come into contact with, yet it had been successfully refined by the Nether Clan.
Although they still could not understand the supreme Ultimacy on the Ancient Godâs Inheritorâs corpse.
However, they still imitated the aura.
After testing, they realized that as long as it was activated by the power of the Great Dao of the person who refined it, The heart would emit a fog that was like a strange death aura.
Even Eternal Realm experts would be affected by the fog.
With this thought in mind, the Holy Son of the Nether Clan whispered with anticipation, âWang Mang, this seat has prepared a great gift for you!â
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