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At the same time.

While Wang Mang was evolving in seclusion…

In the heavily guarded back mountain of the Myriad Demon Holy Land, the three Emperor God-level elders looked at each other with gloomy expressions.

At this moment, the Bloodthirsty Patriarch said with an ugly expression, “Godfiend, that brat from your faction is too vicious.

“He even killed all the participants in the Chosen Competition.

“In order to obtain the position of Holy Son, he would do anything.”

Hearing this, the Divine Demon Ancestor felt a little helpless.

It was because Wang Mang’s words and actions were too vicious and savage.

The student had simply surpassed the master!

At least back then, the three of them were old fellows.

Competition for the position of Saint was not so fierce.

As for why they knew that Wang Mang was the one who killed the Holy Son participants?

It had been impossible to hide Wang Mang’s matter from them.

Don’t forget!

They were Emperor Gods.

He could deduce it with a pinch of his fingers.

Unless it was someone stronger than them.

Or an expert at the level of an Emperor God.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to hide the heavenly secrets.

They would still easily deduce it.

Hence.

Wang Mang’s actions.

They already knew.

“This kid is indeed a little vicious.”

“But 1 have to say that this kid is indeed very suitable for the position of the Holy Son of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.”

“Besides, he has already killed everyone. We can’t kill him, right?”

“Moreover, the Myriad Demon Holy Land doesn’t stipulate that the disciples of the Myriad Demon Holy Land can’t kill each other outside!”

After pondering for a while, Divine Fiend said helplessly.

His impression of Wang Mang was neither good nor bad.

After all, if Wang Mang became the successor, he would also benefit from it in the future.

Hearing this, the Dark Ancestor nodded slightly. “That’s right. We can’t break the rules of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.”

“Although this kid is a little vicious, as long as he hasn’t done anything to let down the Myriad Demon Holy Land, there’s no reason for us to take action.” Hearing the Dark Ancestor’s words, the Bloodthirsty Patriarch raged.

“What rules do we need to follow when we attack?

“Are you sure that if such a person becomes the Holy Son, it will be a blessing for our Myriad Demon Holy Land?”

Hearing this, the Dark Ancestor said calmly, “We don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse, but we can’t interfere with the Chosen Selection.”

When the Bloodthirsty Patriarch saw that the Dark Ancestor was completely biased towards the Godfiend Ancestor, he was helpless.

The difference in strength between the three of them was not huge.

The strongest of them all happened to be the Dark Ancestor.

This was because the Dark Ancestor’s lineage was the current Holy Lord of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.

Furthermore, the Sacred Master of the Myriad Demon Sacred Ground had already touched the threshold of the Emperor God Realm.

If nothing went wrong, the current Sacred Master of the Myriad Demon Sacred Land could also become an Emperor God Realm expert.

Right now, both of them had declared that they would no longer attack Wang Mang.

Even if he had a problem with Wang Mang, there was nothing he could do.

At the same time, Wang Mang, who was still in the midst of evolution, was unconscious.

He had no idea that he had already been on the brink of death.

Half a month later.

Wang Mang slowly woke up from his evolution.

He was surprised, upon opening his eyes. 7

This seventh-layer Immortal Emperor Realm wasn’t something a sixth-layer Immortal Emperor could compare to.

Now, he could feel that this body had become even stronger.

From his physical body to the Immensity Sea magic power circulating in his body, there was a clear qualitative improvement.

Similarly, Wang Mang’s Primordial Spirit had also become more solid.

This was because every time his strength broke through, his Primordial Spirit would become stronger.

“Is this the seventh heaven of the Immortal Emperor Realm?”

“It’s indeed much stronger than the sixth level of the Immortal Emperor Realm!”

Wang Mang could not help but sigh as he sized up the changes in his body.

This kind of improvement was indescribable, but one could clearly feel it.

Of course, Wang Mang did not know the specific changes in the data.

This thing still depended on his personal information. It was more accurate.

Therefore, Wang Mang thought to himself, “System, open your personal information!”

The next moment, his personal information appeared in front of him.

[Wang Mang: Disciple of a Quasi-Saint (member of the Holy Land).]

[Type: Void Python (Maximum 700 meters)]

[Level: Sixth Heaven of the Immortal Emperor Realm (Peerless Heavenly Talent)]

[Physique: 17,000 HP, 17,000 Energy, 670 meters long, 32 meters wide, 30 million tons heavy.]

[Ordinary Divine Abilities: Divine Controlling Seal Art, Void Hand, Void Blade, Void Escape, One Step World’s End, Myriad Transformations.]

[Top Mystique: Three World Honored Buddhas (Great Accomplishment), Hongjun’s Three Separation Technique (None), Wrath of Gods and Demons (Perfection).]

[Space: Level 5 pill formula xi, one-time top-notch Bad Luck Card xi, 1 bottle of Wang Qing Water, 1 Fallen Saint Pill, Level 5 Abyss Summoning Card.] pEquipment: Peak World Five Colored Stone xi, Shenwu Sword, Immortal Emperor Mask, 1 Six Flavors Emperor Pill, Talent Points 10.’

[Energy Points: 900 million/2.5 billion]

After reading his personal information, Wang Mang nodded in satisfaction.

Now, he was absolutely confident that he could become the Holy Son of the Myriad Demon Holy Land!

Especially when he thought about how there were less than ten days left before the Myriad Demon Holy Land’s Chosen Selection.

Wang Mang could not help but laugh again.

This was because after obtaining the position of Saint.

He could advance another small realm!

At that time, he would also be a Saint Emperor.

With such strength, he could even travel to the West.

From the looks of it, the Journey to the West was not as terrifying as the Saint Emperor Continent.

There were too many God Emperors in the Saint Emperor Continent.

An Emperor God Realm expert was a Saint Realm expert.

But how many Saint-level experts were there in the Saint Emperor Continent?

Even if there were less than a hundred of them, it would be about the same.

Therefore, Wang Mang had already made up his mind.

After he became a Saint, he would become a Saint Emperor powerhouse.

At that time, other than the Saints and some old monsters in the Journey to the West,

Other than that, there shouldn’t be many that could threaten him.

In fact, if he was stronger…

He could even go to Journey to the West to show off.

At this moment.

When Wang Mang was in high spirits.

He suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

He even felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness.

F*ck!

What the hell was going on?

Could it be that he had ill intentions towards me?

Wang Mang was bewildered.

Then, Wang Mang immediately started calculating with his fingers.

However, Wang Mang truly did not know who this danger came from.

It was because there were too many people who were tainted by karma with Wang Mang.

For example, the peerless geniuses he had killed this time.

Wait?’

A peerless prodigy?

What the heck?

This uneasy feeling.

Could it be from these geniuses that he had killed?

Or rather…

An expert from the family behind these prodigies?

Wang Mang suddenly thought of this possibility.

Moreover, the more Wang Mang thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high!

However, how powerful would a family that could nurture prodigies be?

Thinking of this, cold sweat suddenly broke out on Wang Mang’s forehead.

At this moment, a deafening roar sounded.

“Evil creature, how dare you kill the prodigies of my esteemed family? I’ll burn your bones and scatter your ashes!”