Chapter 1498: The Mark of the Will of the Universe!
After hearing Mo Yangâs words, Wang Mang asked hesitantly.
âWorld Origin?
âAfter obtaining the Origin of other large clansâ realms, can I directly devour it?â
Hearing this, Mo Yangâs face darkened and he said speechlessly:
âStop joking. That thing can only be refined at most.
âAnd it will take a long time.
âIf you directly devour World Origin, wonât you explode?â
After hearing Mo Yangâs words, Wang Mang said excitedly, âIn other words, it can be devoured!
âWhen the time comes, the other large clans wonât pursue the matter, right?â
Seeing that Wang Mang did not seem to be joking, Mo Yang immediately said in a serious tone, âPerhaps you donât know what the source of the world contains.
âBut Iâm warning you not to try to devour it.â
[When every world is born, it will quickly produce World Origin]
âWhen these world origins were born, they were already engraved with the Will of the Universe.
âEven if you successfully devoured World Origin and did not explode from the majestic power, âBut at the same time, the imprint of the Will of the Universe was transferred to you.
âThere will be a day when the Will of the Universe will settle the score!
âThe only one who can ignore this risk is an ancient god!
âDo you know?â
After hearing Mo Yangâs warning, Wang Mangâs expression immediately changed.
Then, he chanted in his heart, âSystem, do I have the imprint of the Will of the Universe in my body?â
The next moment, the systemâs voice came.
[Ding! Donât worry, Host. World Origin that has passed through the systemâs hands has been erased!]
Hearing this, Wang Mangâs anxious heart immediately relaxed.
Seeing the change in Wang Mangâs expression, Mo Yangâs eyelids twitched.
He asked in disbelief, âYou wouldnât ⊠?â
As if he could tell what Mo Yang wanted to ask, Wang Mang hurriedly denied.
âHaha, Iâm just asking.
âDonât worry, I wonât do such a stupid thing!â
Hearing this, Mo Yang slowly heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, he patted Wang Mangâs shoulder and said in a low voice, âYouâre the hope of a rise!
âDonât do anything stupid.â
Hearing Mo Yangâs meaningful words, Wang Mang said calmly, âGot it.â
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âI hope so.
âAlright, Iâll take my leave first. You can familiarize yourself with the environment of the clan!â
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed toward a courtyard.
Watching his departing figure, Wang Mang muttered to himself, âWarn me?
âHmph! I hope that when the time comes, you will have the strength to resist me!â
With that, he rushed toward the streets of Mo City.
At this moment, Muk Gu was tasting Divine Path Tea in the courtyard, quietly looking at the thriving Muk Gu.
At this moment, Mo Yang suddenly arrived.
Looking at Mo Yang who had arrived, Mo Gu asked calmly, âWhat is it?â
As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea and slowly pushed it toward Mo Yang.
Seeing this, Mo Yang quickly sat cross-legged on the other side of the tea table.
After drinking the Divine Path Tea, he said, âFather, when the time comes, will the other large clans tacitly allow Wang Mang to participate?
âThey should have seen Wang Mang like you, right?â
Hearing this, Muk Gu took a sip of tea and calmly said, âDonât worry, what can they do even if they know?
âIn terms of strength, who are we afraid of?
âThe reason why Gui has a low status among the other large clans is that the results of the Endless Holy War are not ideal.
âWith the two of us at the Eternal Realm, they wonât dare to do anything.â
After hearing Muk Guâs confident answer, Mo Yang immediately felt much more at ease.
Then, he bade farewell.
âYes, itâs true that Iâm worrying unnecessarily. Father, I still have something on, so Iâll take my leave first.â
With that, he prepared to leave.
âWait!â
At this moment, Muk Gu stopped him.
âYes?
âWhat happened?â
Hearing this, Mo Yang slowly turned around and asked.
The next moment, Muk Gu waved his hand at him.
âBy the way, have you found out why Wang Mang left the Nine Clans of the Abyss?â
After hearing Muk Guâs words, Mo Yang said indifferently, âThe scouts who went to the Abyss World havenât returned yet.
âIt will take about three days for the scouts to return to the Endless Sanctuary.â
As soon as he finished speaking, Muk Gu slowly said, âAlright, go do your thing.â
Hearing this, Mo Yang nodded slightly and rushed toward his residence.
At this moment, in the market of Mo City, Wang Mang was looking for a tavern.
On the boring path of devouring and increasing his strength, only drinking could let him relax.
After a while, Wang Mang stopped in front of a building with the Black Night Pavilion engraved on the plaque.
From afar, Wang Mang could smell the fragrance of the wine. He looked at the three words and smiled.
Then, he walked straight in.
As he slowly pushed open the curtain, countless customers who were drinking heavily appeared in front of him.
At this moment, a waiter warmly said to Wang Mang, âGuest, quickly take a seat.â
Under his lead, Wang Mang quickly sat down in a corner.
At this moment, the waiter saw the Holy Son Token hanging on Wang Mangâs waist.
His pupils immediately constricted as he hurriedly bowed and said, âLord⊠Lord Holy Son!
âItâs my fault. Iâll help you change to a better position!â
Hearing this, Wang Mang said calmly, âAlright, Iâll sit here.
âHurry up and serve me a bar!â
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter hurriedly said respectfully, âAlright, Lord Holy Son!â
With that, he quickly ran toward the kitchen.
The commotion here was naturally seen by the other guests.
When they saw the Holy Son Token on Wang Mangâs waist, they all revealed respectful expressions.
After all, the news of the Holy Son being chosen had spread throughout the entire Endless Holy Son Realm in the past few days.
Instantly, the surrounding guests quietened down and sized up Wang Mang.
Sensing the sudden silence in the Mo Xiao Pavilion, Wang Mang frowned.
Compared to the quiet environment, Wang Mang preferred the originally noisy atmosphere.
After a while, the waiter brought the spirit wine over.
Placing the spirit wine on Wang Mangâs table, the waiter said ingratiatingly, âLord Holy Son, your wine is here.
âIf thereâs anything you need, just tell me.â
Hearing this, Wang Mang waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
Seeing this, the waiter quickly returned to the door to receive the other guests.
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At this moment, in the Netherworld Raceâs territory.
Ming Wei, who had returned from Mo City, was half-kneeling under the throne and reporting.
âSir, that Holy Sonâs strength canât be underestimated!
âHeâll definitely be the nether raceâs number one enemy in the future!
âWhy donât you let me goâŠâ
As he spoke, he reached out and wiped his neck.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man on the throne slowly opened his eyes.
Then, he said in a hoarse voice, âLet me take a look!â
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely strange power of the Great Dao attacked the head of the Dark Guard.
âMy lordâŠ!â
Before Ming Wei could finish speaking, he paused.
In the next moment, he fell to the ground as if he had lost his soul.
At the same time, the strange power of the Great Path left his body and floated toward the person on the throne.
With his eyes closed, the middle-aged man looked at Ming Weiâs memories and frowned slightly.
Then, he opened his eyes and said in surprise, âHow did this guy appear in this world and become the Holy Son?
âNo, I have to report to the ancestor!â
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