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Chapter 677: Crippled in One Move

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After hearing the elder’s words,

Wang Mang was stunned.

What did this elder mean?

At this moment, the elder said indifferently,

“When the time comes, Sacred Master will owe you a favor!”

“The Holy Master will naturally not mistreat you.”

“Junior, you understand what this old man means, right?”

After hearing this elder’s words,

Wang Mang immediately had a rough guess.

The Holy Master wanted the position of the Saint Son.

Moreover, the people who were participating in the Chosen Competition definitely had a good relationship with the Sacred Lord.

When he thought of this, Wang Mang’s heart immediately sank.

Wasn’t this too f*cking dog-like?

‘It wasn’t easy for me to get the position of Saint.’

In the end, this Holy Master wanted to arrange for his people to take over?

Thinking of this, Wang Mang was very displeased. He said without hesitation, “Senior, don’t say anymore. I’m determined to obtain the position of Saint.” Hearing this, the elder said expressionlessly, “Up to you.”

He also knew that Wang Mang had put in a lot of effort for the position of Saint.

They even paid a lot of price to kill all their competitors.

If it were him, he would definitely not be willing no matter what.

Therefore, the elder nodded at Wang Mang indifferently.

“Since you’ve already made up your mind, go in!”

Hearing this, Wang Mang heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this elder did not stop him.

It was just a message to the Holy Lord of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.

However, Wang Mang knew that his participation in the upcoming Chosen

Competition had also offended the Holy Master.

However, Wang Mang had no other choice. He couldn’t just give up the position of Saint Child, right?

Furthermore, Wang Mang had spent a lot of effort to vacate the position of Saint.

How could he let the Holy Master directly arrange for someone to reap the rewards without working?

With this thought in mind, Wang Mang stepped into the Myriad Demon Holy

Land without hesitation.

Moreover, he rushed towards the martial arts arena of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.

The martial arts arena was the holy land of ten thousand demons. It was the place where the Chosen Competition would be held. The venue was vast.

As soon as Wang Mang arrived at the martial arts arena, he saw a sea of people surrounding the stage at the center of the martial arts arena.

On the huge stage in the center of the martial arts arena stood a handsome young man in a white robe. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking proud.

Similarly, by the side of the stage stood five Elders and the Myriad Demon Holy

Land’s Holy Lord.

At this moment, one of the elders suddenly said,

“After three incense sticks of time! If no one challenges Lord White Bones, the position of Holy Son will belong to Lord White Bones!”

As soon as the elder finished speaking, the core disciples below discussed animatedly.

“What right does this guy have to become the Holy Son of the Myriad Demon

Holy Land?”

“That’s right. If it weren’t for those peerless geniuses fighting too hard and killing each other, how could he have had a chance?”

“That’s right. Originally, the position of Chosen should have belonged to Wang

Mang.”

“In the end, this guy was quite unlucky. He was chased by the elders of Zun

Family and is now hiding somewhere.”

“This brat Wang Mang is too ruthless. In order to become a Chosen, he even killed all the Chosen competitors of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.”

“That’s right! If not for the elders spreading the news, everyone would probably still be in the dark.”

“He’s a ruthless person. In order to obtain the position of Saint, he’s simply ruthless to the extreme!”

“What’s the use of being fierce? In the end? Aren’t we just letting the

great-great-grandson of the Holy Master benefit for nothing?”

“This is probably what it means to search high and low for something, only to find it without much effort!”

Hearing the public opinion, Wang Mang couldn’t help but be shocked.

He did not expect that his matter had already spread throughout the Myriad Demon Sacred Land.

“F*ck, looks like the Myriad Demon Holy Land definitely knows that 1 tricked the Holy Son into participating in the competition.”

“However, since they didn’t pursue the matter, it means that they won’t find trouble with me.”

At the thought of this, Wang Mang was secretly relieved.

Before entering the Myriad Demon Sacred Land, Wang Mang had actually been quite nervous.

However, from the looks of it now, it was probably fine. This made Wang Mang heave a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a dignified and old voice sounded again.

“If no one challenges Lord White Bones, then Lord White Bones is the Holy Son of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.”

“Is there anyone else who opposes White Bone Lord? If you do, come up and defeat White Bone Lord!”

Hearing this, Wang Mang suddenly raised his head and saw that the elder on the stage was also looking at him indifferently.

Similarly, Wang Mang also noticed that the Third Elder, who was not far away, was nodding slightly at him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mang knew that he could go on stage.

Therefore, Wang Mang said without hesitation, “1 object!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang even took out the Immortal

Emperor mask and put it on.

Then, under the surprised gazes of the disciples of the Myriad Demon Holy

Land, he jumped onto the stage.

When Bai Gujun saw Wang Mang, his face froze.

Especially when he sensed the Second Heaven Saint Emperor Wang Mang’s

cultivation, his expression turned incomparably ugly.Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

Because his ancestor had already told him.

If Wang Mang didn’t return, the position of Holy Son of the Myriad Demon

Sacred Land would belong to him.

However, if Wang Mang returned, he would take the initiative to admit defeat and give up on the idea of fighting for the position of Saint.

However, Lord White Bones was unwilling.

It was because if Wang Mang returned later…

The position of Saint was his.

However, just as he was about to obtain the position of Saint, Wang Mang actually returned!

This made him willingly give it up. How could he be willing?

At the thought of this, Bai Gujun’s expression turned sinister as he threatened through voice transmission,

“Wang Mang, are you sure you want to offend my ancestor?”

“My ancestor is the Holy Lord of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.”

“If you take the initiative to step down and give up the position of Saint, 1 won’t argue with you.”

“Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you!”

After hearing White Bone Lord’s voice transmission threat,

Wang Mang immediately smiled. Then, he looked at the elder beside him and asked, “Elder, can we start now?”

Hearing this, the elder nodded expressionlessly.

“Let the battle begin! It doesn’t matter if you live or die. The winner will continue to stand on the stage and have the right to compete for the position of Saint!”

With that, the late-stage Saint Emperor elder retreated to the side of the stage and stood with the other elders.

At the same time, a spatial sealing barrier appeared above the stage!

In an instant, only Wang Mang and Bai Gujun were left on the huge stage.

At this moment, White Bone Lord, who had an ugly expression, took out a medicinal pill and swallowed it.

Then, under Wang Mang’s surprised gaze, he saw the guy’s face turn red.

At the same time, his cultivation base, which was originally at the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor Realm, soared to the Saint Emperor Realm.

A moment later, his strength still soared to the peak of First Heaven of the Saint Emperor Realm!

At this moment, Bai Gujun looked at Wang Mang with a ferocious expression and roared, “Kid, I want you to die!”

After a furious roar, Bai Gujun’s figure flashed as he charged towards Wang Mang!

Upon seeing this scene, Wang Mang immediately sneered and formed a seal with both hands.

“Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!”

Accompanied by Wang Mang’s furious shout, *

A terrifyingly huge black lightning dragon swept out of Wang Mang’s body.

The lightning dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws as it pounced towards this fellow!

“Emperor’s Seal!”

As soon as he finished speaking, White Bone Lord, who was charging over, condensed a huge Dharma seal.

Then, he charged towards Wang Mang’s lightning dragon!

However, in the next moment, Bai Gujun was sent flying by the terrifying lightning dragon!

Accompanied by a shrill scream.

White Bone Lord smashed into the spatial barrier.

Similarly, he originally had nearly 11,000 HP above his head.

At this moment, half of his HP was gone, and he only had 5,000 HP left!

Just a single move! This fellow was heavily injured and crippled by Wang

Mang!