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Chapter 745: Take this Fallen Saint Pill, and not only will this old man let bygones be bygones, I’ll even take you in as my disciple!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After hearing the system’s voice,

Wang Mang felt helpless as well.

He didn’t know if this decision was good or bad.

If the Demon Ancestor Rahu really could not defeat Ancestor Hongjun,

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At most, he would not come to the Primordial World and just stay in the Saint Emperor Continent.

At that time, even if Ancestor Hongjun wanted to kill him, he would not have a chance.

Unless Elder Hongjun came to the Saint Emperor Continent.

The problem was that the Saint Emperor Continent was not so easy to bully.

Even for Hongjun, Wang Mang did not think that he could dominate the Saint Emperor Continent.

This was because in the Saint Emperor Continent, even prodigies had reached the God Emperor Realm.

Moreover, he estimated that there were more than a hundred Emperor Gods!ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelenglish.net . Firᴇ(.)nᴇt

Although it was less than 1% compared to the glory of the Primordial World,

However, the problem was that the glory of the Primordial World was already in the past.

After Big Boss Pangu was born, he created the world and created the Primordial World. He directly killed three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

Now, the strongest was only Hongjun.

Naturally, it was impossible to suppress the Saint Emperor Continent.

At this moment, Wang Mang raised his head to look at Demon Ancestor Rahu and nodded helplessly. “Junior agrees.”

After hearing Wang Mang’s answer, Demon Ancestor Rahu nodded in satisfaction and patted Wang Mang’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry. I, Demon Ancestor Rahu, admit that I’m not a good person, but I’m definitely not an ungrateful person.”

Wang Mang nodded in agreement.

“I believe that Patriarch Rahu isn’t someone who goes back on his word.”

“Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to convince the Prime of Tongtian.”

Fiend Ancestor Rahu nodded in satisfaction.

In that case, Fellow Daoist, feel free to go.”

“I guarantee that Ancestor Hongjun won’t attack you.”

Wang Mang nodded. He didn’t waste any time and disappeared into the sky of the Demon Domain.

Seeing the direction of the spatial fluctuation Wang Mang left in, the corners of Demon Ancestor Rahu’s mouth curled up slightly, and demonic qi surged around his body.

At the same time, Demon Ancestor Rahu could not help but mutter to himself,

“Hongjun, let me see who will have the last laugh this time!”

‘Honestly.’

During the last Primordial Battle,

Demon Ancestor Rahu looked down on Ancestor Hongjun.

This was because Demon Ancestor Rahu’s background was much higher than Hongjun’s.

Although Hongjun and Luohou were both Chaos Demon Gods,

But who was Luohou?

In the past, he was not ranked at the top among the 3,000 Chaos Demon Gods.

However, among the 3,000 Demon Gods, he could definitely rank in the top 350!

In the past, when he was at his strongest.

He had even reached the pseudo Rank-6!

But what about Hongjun?

Hongjun was once the last existence among the 3,000 Chaos Demon Gods!

Why?

This was because Hongjun’s main body was the first cricket in the Chaotic World!

He was simply too weak!

In the era of the 3,000 Demon Gods of the Chaos,

They were the kind of ants that trembled in fear.

However, it was also because Hongjun was too weak and could be said to be an ant.

During the period of Pangu’s battle against the three thousand fiendcelestials of the Chaos,

He had just escaped a calamity!

That was why there was what was later called:

Hongjun came first, followed by the heavens. This sentence!

This was because Hongjun was indeed born before the creation of the Untainted Land.

He also belonged to the 3,000 Chaos Demon Gods.

It was just the weakest kind.

Back then, Hongjun had probably barely reached Class 5.

He was only at the Perfected Golden Immortal Realm.

If he had not obtained the Jade Creation Butterfly fragment later on,

It was impossible for Hongjun to defeat him!

Similarly, she was not qualified to be compared to him.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

On the island of the Endless Sea Region.

Wang Mang soared into the sky, charging straight into the 33rd Layer of Heaven!

His terrifying aura swept through the entire Primordial World without restraint.

All of a sudden, the Quasi-sages in the entire Primordial World were inexplicably shocked. Their gazes converged on Wang Mang.

When they felt Wang Mang’s boundless and majestic pressure, they were all terrified.

At this moment, be it the quasi-saints of the Western Buddhist Sect, the quasi-saints of the Heavenly Court, Zhenyuanzi, or the Nether River Patriarch,

They were all incomparably shocked.

“How is this possible! How can he have the power of a Saint?”

“Impossible! Can he become a Sage without the Primordial Purple Qi?”

“Damn it! Could it be that he broke through to the Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm?”

In the blink of an eye, they’re no longer on the same level?”

In an instant, there were many peak Quasi-Sage existences in the Primordial World.

They looked up with bitter expressions.

Wang Mang rushed towards the figure outside the 33rd Heaven.

At this moment, they had mixed feelings and an indescribable sense of helplessness.

Because not long ago, they were still on the same level as Wang Mang, chatting and laughing.

But in the end?

How long had it been?

Wang Mang’s strength had already reached a height that they looked up to!

A Saint!

This was an unattainable realm that they yearned for!

But who would have thought?

This was an extremely difficult realm for them.

But Wang Mang had easily stepped foot into it?

It could be said that among the Peak Level Quasi-Sages,

Zhenyuanzi’s heart was bleeding.

He recalled the scene of Wang Mang coming to Wuzhuang Daoist Temple to acknowledge him as his master.

Zhen Yuan Zi wanted to give himself two tight slaps.

I actually rejected it…

The disciple of a Saint?

“Sigh! Fate makes fools of us!”

“If I had known earlier, I would have taken him as my disciple no matter what.”

At this moment, Zhenyuanzi was in pain in Wuzhuang Daoist Temple.

He could not help but regret it. He pounded his chest and stomped his feet.

Similarly, the three Buddhas, Tathagata, Maitreya, and Dipamkara looked at each other with lingering fear.

This was especially the case when he thought about how not long ago, they even threatened to kill Wang Mang.

They could not help but sweat profusely and feel a chill down their backs.

F*ck, what was he thinking back then?

He still wanted to kill a Saint?

Thinking of this, Duobao could not help but rejoice.

Fortunately, the three Buddhas had compromised with Wang Mang back then.

Otherwise, if he really took action against Wang Mang back then…

This was simply a fight to the death with a Saint!

At that time, he wouldn’t even know how he died!

At the same time.

At this moment, outside the 33rd Heaven.

In front of the Purple Cloud Palace that stood proudly on the cloud peak.

Wang Mang stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the Purple Cloud Palace in front of him.

That was because he could sense that other than Sect Leader Tongtian, who was imprisoned in the Purple Cloud Palace.

Near the Purple Cloud Palace, there was an aura that was almost at the Saint Realm.

As expected.

In the next moment, a sage-like old man appeared in front of him.

This sage-like old man was dressed in a white robe and had white hair.

However, his aura wasn’t strong. It was somewhere between a quasi-saint and a saint.

This old man looked kind.

But from his indifferent and deep eyes,

It was as if there was no emotion at all.

“Who is this old man? Could it be Hongjun’s incarnation?”

Just as Wang Mang was sizing up the old man and guessing his identity…

The sage-like old man said coldly,

“I know you’re a visitor from outer space.”

“I’ve been in the Primordial World for quite some time.”

“However, this old man has always been tolerant of you.”

“Little friend, why do you want to be my enemy again?”

Hearing this, Wang Mang’s expression instantly became serious.

This old man was definitely the incarnation of Ancestor Hongjun!

Just as Wang Mang was about to speak…

The old man took out a pill.

Then, the white-haired old man said to Wang Mang with a pleasant expression,

“If you’re willing to take it, this God Perishing Pill…”

“Not only will I let bygones be bygones, but I can also take you in as my disciple..”