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Wang Mang was completely dumbfounded.

A Tier 5 true treasure?

What shocked Wang Mang even more were the heaven-defying effects of the mask. As long as the user’s cultivation did not exceed Tier 5, it would increase their combat strength by two minor realms!

That was crazy!

In a sense, if he could obtain this Demon Emperor Mask, Wang Mang would be qualified to enter the ranks of peerless geniuses.

Realizing this, Wang Mang immediately became excited, and he stared at the mask longingly. The problem was that he was still the weakest one here, so the chances of him obtaining this mask were abysmally low.

These 160 to 170 Tier 5 experts present were also eyeing the mask on the pillar. Strangely enough though, it seemed that these guys were not in a hurry to make a move.

Thinking this, Wang Mang frowned. It would be an uphill task for him to obtain this mask. Furthermore, of the thirty-odd Tier 5 experts who had died, almost all of them were early-stage Zenith Heaven realm experts, which meant that the only ones left were the stronger ones!

At this moment, Wang Mang suddenly heard a voice. “Everyone, attack together!”

“Otherwise, we won’t be able to break this energy barrier and obtain the mask. The mask is clearly a treasure left behind by the supreme genius when he was alive!”

Wang Mang looked at the old man who spoke. His strength was very tyrannical, and had clearly reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven realm.

Moreover, Wang Mang still had some impression of this old man, as this fellow was among the first experts who had taken action against the wretched Saint Emperor realm expert earlier.

Hearing the old man’s words, the experts present looked at each other and nodded.

“Not bad! “I’ve seen this formation before. Even if a Fiendgod realm expert was here, he would have to spend a lot of effort to break it.”

“It’s impossible to break this barrier with just one person’s strength.”

“That’s right. Don’t wait anymore. Let’s do this together.”

“Once the battle between the Saint Emperor and Fiendgod realm experts ends, they might turn around and snatch our opportunities!”

This last sentence obviously struck a chord in the hearts of all the experts present. They knew that, given the opportunity, those experts would definitely do so. After all, they would not hesitate to do the same.

In the end, the final victor was the one who obtained the most benefits. They did not waste any time and began to bombard the barrier with divine powers.

However, despite the fact that it was under attack by so many Tier 5 experts, the barrier remained intact. The divine powers only caused small ripples on the surface of the barrier.

Wang Mang was feeling rather vexed. In such a situation, the best he could do was blend in. As for the mask? It would be nearly impossible for him to get his hands on it with every other competitor being stronger than he was. His facial expression was one of bitterness.

He really wanted the mask. However, he also treasured his life. One wrong move would be all it took to consign him to hell.

If he dared to be the first to snatch it after the barrier was broken, then everyone would gang up to kill him.

There was no doubt about this!

The Saint Emperor realm old man from not too long ago was a good example of what would happen.

Wang Mang predicted that countless experts would die tragically once the barrier broke. Unfortunately, he did not even have the qualifications to compete.

No, let alone him, even his subordinate, An Lan, was not qualified to do so!

F*ck! What should I do?

There was indeed an option, which was to activate Demon God’s fury. However, the price he would have to pay for doing so was too great. Furthermore, it would not guarantee that he would obtain the mask either.

If that happened, his sacrifice would go to waste.

A conservative estimate was that he would lose hundreds of millions of energy points, or even more!

Thus, Wang Mang was stuck in a dilemma..