"If you continue to use this strange power so unscrupulously, sooner or later I will not be able to suppress it."

Looking around suspiciously, Wang Mang frowned when he saw that there was no one around.

Who is speaking?

After thinking about the information revealed in this sentence, Wang Mang seemed to have thought of something, and quickly said silently in his heart: "The only origin?"

At the same time, he also transferred his spiritual thoughts to his abdomen.

After a while, bursts of starlight suddenly appeared around the only source.

A white figure slowly took shape.

Seeing this vision, Wang Mang's face slowly showed a hint of solemnity.

Is this sole source finally willing to communicate with him?

After a pause, Wang Mang asked it, "What on earth are you?"

"And what's going on with these black lines?"

"Then the old man is..."

For a time, Wang Mang asked many questions.

After all, this was a matter of life and death, and nothing could be done carelessly.

Staring at the white shadow inside his body, Wang Mang's breathing slowed down inadvertently.

After a while, this phantom voice came slowly:

"I am the incarnation of the origin of the Great Dao."

"The reason why it appears in your body is to suppress these black lines."

"As for what this black pattern is, I'm sorry I can't reveal it to you now."

"You just need to know that this black pattern is the most weird and ominous power in the world."

"If you use Him so violently, when I can't suppress Him, that's when you will be assimilated."

After he finished speaking, the white shadow turned into dots of white clouds and disappeared into Wang Mang's abdomen.

Wang Mang turned a blind eye to its disappearance and kept repeating these words in his mind.

The most bizarre power in the world?

To be honest, he didn't feel any discomfort when the black fog appeared.

Even when facing the black mist, he still had a sense of intimacy.

However, Wang Mang still had great doubts about the sudden appearance of the black fog.

For a moment, Wang Mang's mind was in a mess.

Suddenly, Wang Mang thought of another thing that was also stored in his body.

"Blood coffin!"

"Blood coffin!"

"Fuck, are you still sleeping at this time?"

Wang Mang called out several times in his heart, but when there was no response, Wang Mang gave up.

Sighing slowly, a trace of haze flashed in his eyes.

Now the system is unreliable, and the usual blood coffin of Know-how has disappeared.

This made Wang Mang's heart extremely heavy.

Wang Mang, with a frown on his face, opened a jar of spiritual wine and drank heavily.

Just like that, I don’t know how many jars of spiritual wine I drank.

It was gradually getting dark.

At this time, the number of guests in Tianxiao Pavilion gradually increased.

When these guests saw Wang Mang, they all shrank their pupils and whispered something to their companions beside them.

Hearing the discussion of these people, Wang Mang's eyes flashed with red light, and his eyes swept over them from time to time.

For a moment, the discussion that made Wang Mang feel a little irritated suddenly disappeared.

Just like this, another hour passed, and two figures slowly appeared at the door.

Looking at the two of them, Wang Mang waved to them.

At the same time, he shouted to the waiter: "Here comes 30 altar!"

As the two of them took their seats, Wang Mang said to Abyss Bo Yang with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, brother Bo Yang has advanced to the next round."

"Today, I won't go home until I'm drunk."

Hearing this, Abyss Baiyang smiled bitterly at the side.

"Are you planning to directly betray the nine abyss clans?"

Staring at Wang Mang, Shenyuan Boyang asked very seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Abyss Xuanming, who was standing beside him, also had a subtle expression on his face.

Faced with his question, Wang Mang thought for a long time.

When he thought about the choice he made because of the rewards from the system, Wang Mang laughed to himself.

Then, he slowly said: "Maybe."

Upon hearing Wang Mang's ambiguous answer, both of them had puzzled expressions on their faces.

If it was to go out for training, Wang Mang didn't have to do this.

Is it to allow yourself to successfully advance?

This is unlikely, after all, Wang Mang also knows his own strength.

He also knew that Wang Mang would not give up the clan competition just for himself.

At this moment, Shenyuan Xuanming said nonchalantly: "Since Brother Wang Mang doesn't want to say more, don't bother."

Although Shenyuan Xuanming was shocked by Wang Mang's actions today, he quickly accepted it.

Compared to Abyss Bo Yang, his mind is more calm.

"A few distinguished guests, 30 jars of spiritual wine have arrived."

I saw the waiter appearing at the table of three people dragging some spirit wine.

Looking at the table, Wang Mang ordered without looking back: "Place 10 altars next to each person."

"okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter started to get busy.

After placing the spirit wine, the waiter wiped his forehead and said respectfully: "The wines have been placed."

"If you need anything, call me anytime."

Hearing this, Wang Mang just waved his hand lightly, indicating that he could leave.

"Oh, that's good."

Seeing this, the waiter greeted him politely and returned to his post.

After looking at the two of them, Wang Mang slowly picked up a jar of spiritual wine and started drinking it.

Seeing this, the two people on the side did not hesitate, picked up the spirit wine and started drinking.

The few people who were drinking like this did not notice that there was another person beside them.

"I don't know, something is troubling our young patriarch."

"You might as well tell me and let me listen."

Hearing this familiar voice, Wang Mang couldn't help but tremble all over.

Putting the wine jar down, Wang Mang stared blankly at the person who suddenly appeared at the table.

At the same time, an indescribable complex emotion filled his heart.

The two people on the side put down their wine jars and said respectfully: "Eight Clan Leaders?!"

Nodding slightly and signaling to the two of them, Abyssal Bones turned his gaze to Wang Mang again.

"What's the matter, kid, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Then he opened a jar of spiritual wine, looked directly at Wang Mang and said calmly.

Looking at Abyssal Corpse with an indifferent expression, Wang Mang opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Thousands of words finally turned into one sentence: "I'm sorry."

When he said these words, Wang Mang was drained of all his strength.

Hearing Wang Mang's words, Abyss's face changed.

First he was angry, then confused, and finally he sighed helplessly.

After picking up the spiritual wine and taking a deep sip, Abyssal Bones said slowly: "Why?"

Wang Mang was extremely complicated when he heard this.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Mang muttered to himself in confusion: "Why?"

"Maybe it's because I was born with no connection with the young patriarch."

"In any case, I have been taking care of you these days in the Nine Abyss Clans."

Hearing this, Abyssal Bones gave a helpless smile and said to himself: "The eight tribes are the last among the nine tribes to have a neutral young leader."

"At the same time, it was also at the bottom in the previous clan competition."
Chapter completed!