Time flies, and one day passes quickly.

At this time, Wang Mang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes and taking care of himself.

Wang Mang sighed slowly, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face.

In the past few days, the only source in his body has erupted with dazzling glow from time to time.

Then, not to be outdone, Hei Wen's rhyme unleashed its divine power.

It can be said that Wang Mang's abdomen has become a place where two forces battle.

The most important thing is that the master himself cannot intervene!

In front of these two forces, Devouring Avenue is not even qualified to get close.

For a moment, Wang Mang was no longer worried.

Two unknown forces are doing whatever they want within their bodies.

There was nothing he could do.

"Oh, it's so fucked up!"

Looking ahead blankly, Wang Mang couldn't help but complain.

He felt uncomfortable when he thought that his genius, who was so proudly named on the Supreme List, might fall in such a humiliating way in the future.

While Wang Mang was still sighing, the aura of Abyssal Corpse suddenly appeared in front of his courtyard.

At the same time, there were eight other familiar scents.

After thinking about it for a moment, Wang Mang also knew what day it was.

For a moment, he quickly stood up and walked towards the door.

Opening the door to the courtyard, Wang Mang could see the figures of Abyssal Corpse and several others.

"Has the clan competition finally begun?"

After gazing at several people, Wang Mang also joined them.

A few people standing in front of Abyssal Corpse looked at them seriously and said solemnly: "Today is the beginning of the clan competition."

"The glory of the eight tribes depends on you!"

While speaking, his eyes stayed on Wang Mang.

When their eyes met, Wang Mang seemed to see the slowly burning fire in Abyss's eyes.

Looking directly into his eyes, Wang Mang nodded slowly.

Withdrawing his gaze, Abyssal Bones said in a deep voice:

"I won't say too much. Next, just show yourself to your heart's content!"

"Walk."

As soon as the words fell, the figures of several people suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew towards the ground.

The time for half a stick of incense passed just like that.

As the Abyssal Corpse leading the way slowed down, a huge square open-air building suddenly appeared in the eyes of several people.

Among them, there is also a huge arena, surrounded by a staircase-shaped viewing platform.

At this time, half of the seats were filled with people.

Because, due to the previous battle, the number of people living in the underworld decreased sharply.

This resulted in the phenomenon that this clan competition was less lively than the previous one.

At this time, several people from the eight races came to the door of the competition place.

I saw several guards standing guard at the gate.

Of course, their role is only to separate the contestants from those who come to watch the game.

After all, no one dares to challenge the majesty of the nine abyss clans.

Seeing the long queue already forming at the door, Abyss and others passed them and walked straight towards the guards.

Then, after Abyssal Corpse took out a token, several guards at the door quickly respectfully asked:

"Lord Patriarch, please come quickly!"

While saying this, he also made a gesture of invitation.

Nodding slowly, Abyssal Bones led the nine people inside.

At this time, several patriarchs sitting at the patriarch's seat looked at Wang Mang who had just arrived and said with unclear meaning:

"coming."

"The speed at which this boy's strength is improving is terrifying."

"There is a power in his body that I can't even see through!"

"Haha, it seems that Abyssal Bones was right at the meeting of clan leaders."

"It seems that we have no choice but to give up the secret of this child."

"Oh, I can't give up. If it's true as Abyssal Bones said, we can't mess with that kind of existence."

…

Suddenly, the clan leaders who had previously had thoughts about Wang Mang were extremely complicated.

At this time, after a few words of explanation to everyone, Abyssal Bones headed towards the clan leader's seat.

The remaining nine people, led by Wang Mang, rushed towards the contestants' lounge.

As a few people entered the lounge, the other contestants who were still chatting and laughing suddenly became quiet.

In an instant, countless eyes turned to Wang Mang and others at the same time.

Ignoring these scrutinizing glances, Wang Mang turned to several people and said:

"Just wait here first."

While speaking, Wang Mang pointed to the Young Patriarch's lounge inside, and continued: "I'll go in first to meet the other Young Patriarchs."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards inside.

As soon as they entered the door, Shenyuan Xuanming and Shenyuan Boyang stood up and greeted: "Brother Wang Mang."

"You've finally arrived."

Looking at the two people greeting each other with smiles, Wang Mang also nodded slowly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Wang Mang saw a person sitting beside him, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

This person is none other than Abyss Fu who provoked him before.

At this moment, Abyss Tianqiong also stood up from his seat and walked towards the three of them.

"Fellow Taoist Wang Mang, you are finally here."

Abyss Tianqiong smiled and said slowly.

Hearing this, Wang Mang also replied politely:

"Haha, I wonder if you have something going on?"

Pointing to the seat next to him, Abyss Tianqiong said: "Sit."

After scanning the surrounding area, Wang Mang sat down on the chair next to him.

Seeing this, Abyss Sky also sat beside Wang Mang.

Then, he thought for a moment and said to Wang Mang beside him: "A lot of things have happened in the past few days."

"I wonder what the giant hand that appeared in the sky that day was?"

After hearing his words, Wang Mang also murmured without knowing why: "Giant hand?"

"What the hell? Why didn't I see it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the abyss sky beside him suddenly looked strange.

Looking at Wang Mang suspiciously, he asked in surprise:

"That giant hand, I believe everyone present has seen it, right?"

"Moreover, the target of that giant hand is you eight tribes."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him pricked up their ears, pretending to be nonchalant.

Obviously, this issue of the abyss and sky is also of concern to them.

In their hearts, the people of the eight tribes who were so close to the giant hand must have seen more.

Seeing all the expressions of the people around him, Wang Mang was completely confused.

Why does it seem like the whole world knows about it, but I don’t know?
To be continued...