At this time, in the endless sanctuary.

After hearing the voice transmission from Abyss, Heiyan's eyes flashed:

"Moxiao Pavilion, I'm here!"

…

After the two of them walked for a while, Mo Xiaoyou stopped in front of a luxurious courtyard.

Seeing this, Wang Mang slowly said:

"We're here, I'm leaving first."

As soon as he finished speaking, many potted plants dragged by Swallowing Avenue suddenly fell to the ground.

At the same time, Wang Mang also walked towards his residence.

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyou took a deep look at Wang Mang and whispered:

"good."

Watching Wang Mang leave, Mo Xiaoyou opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Finally, after Wang Mang completely walked away, her face suddenly darkened:

"Death Wang Mang, haven't I been obvious enough?"

…

At this time, Wang Mang was walking slowly among the Mo clan's clan.

Watching the clan members coming and going, Wang Mang wandered around aimlessly.

Although I want to take a look at his gains in the endless holy war, the personal information page is still being updated.

For a moment, Wang Mang sighed in confusion.

Then, he whispered to himself:

"If this continues, how long will it take to complete the mission?"

Thinking back to his trip to the Endless Sanctuary.

He accidentally entered the Black Ink City and became the Holy Son of the Black Ink Clan inexplicably, participating in the endless holy war on behalf of the Black Ink Clan.

It seems that nothing he does has anything to do with the task of swallowing up the world.

After thinking this, Wang Mang slowly shook his head and sighed:

"Alas, I'm still not strong enough."

With his current strength, it is undoubtedly a foolish dream to devour all the creatures in this world.

Neither the patriarchs of the major clans nor the six terrifyingly powerful old men could defeat him.

No, he devoured the Bone Clan's inherited artifact, which can be regarded as an accident and reduced future troubles.

I heard from Mo Yang that if the six inherited artifacts were fused together, the residual power of the ancient powerful could be unleashed.

Although I don't know how strong that ancient warrior is, he can make the world's forces give in with his remaining power.

From this point of view, there is no doubt about the strength of the ancient powerful man.

With this thought, the feeling of wasting time that filled Wang Mang's heart suddenly diminished a lot.

At this moment, several more people from the Black Ink Clan walked past Wang Mang.

Looking at Wang Mang walking alone on the road, Mo Wangu among the people slowly said:

"Lord Holy Son, can I talk to you alone?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang suddenly came back to his senses.

Glancing at Mo Wangu, Wang Mang said calmly:

"No time."

After saying that, he quickly flew away into the distance.

Only a few people were left standing there, looking at each other.

Afterwards, several members of the Mo clan slowly spoke:

"Well, Lord Saint Son doesn't seem to be that easy to get along with."

"Who knows."

"Maybe he's just in a bad mood."

…

At this time, he was in the Bone Clan’s clan.

The Bone Patriarch, who was sitting cross-legged on the throne, quietly looked at the spies half-kneeling below.

"Sir, I've already checked it out."

"Wang Mang is the young patriarch of the eighth branch of the original nine abyss tribes."

"As of now, according to the information from the eighth branch, he has been expelled from the nine abyss tribes."

Hearing this, the Bone Clan leader frowned, with a puzzled look on his face:

"Oh? What was the reason for his expulsion?"

"And where is the whereabouts of the original group of intelligence spies?"

After hearing the words of the Bone Patriarch, the spies under his throne said with some guilt:

"This... I don't know even the little one."

"People in the abyss world are silent about this."

"As for the original spies of our clan, I don't even know about it."

Hearing this, the Bone Clan leader looked slightly angry and cursed:

"waste!"

"I've been here for so long and only found out this bit of news!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spy kneeling below quickly explained in panic:

"Sir, please calm down!"

"People in the abyss world regard this as a taboo, and I was warned when I inquired about it."

"If it weren't for the little cleverness, I might not have been able to make it out alive."

After hearing his words, the Bone Patriarch took a deep breath:

"roll!"

"Okay, okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the spy rolled and crawled out of the clan leader's room.

Watching his leaving figure, the Bone Patriarch fell into deep thought.

"Being expelled from the nine abyss tribes?"

"Forget it, let's wait for three days."

…

At this time, in the land of the Nether Clan.

The leader of the Nether Clan glared at the Holy Son of the Nether Clan violently.

The next moment, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"Do you know that this time in the Endless Holy War, the Nether Clan's face has been completely humiliated by you?"

"Um?"

Hearing this, the Holy Son of the Underworld smiled bitterly and said in a low voice:

"I don't want to be a clan leader, but Wang Mang's strength is too terrifying."

"The most important thing is that he is immune to strange aura."

"I……"

"That's enough, why don't I want to hear it?"

"Isn't it true that Guangming was crushed from the beginning? Look at his performance later and look at you!"

Brutally interrupting the Holy Son of the Nether Clan who wanted to defend himself, the Nether Clan leader scolded him with murderous intent on his face.

Perhaps he was frightened by the murderous intention of the Nether Clan Chief, which was so close to being materialized, that he lowered his head and allowed the Nether Clan Chief to scold him.

The next moment, the killing intent on the leader of the Underworld clan suddenly disappeared.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the violence in his heart, waved his hands and said in a deep voice:
To be continued...