Staring at the sky above where the strong man had been staying, Wang Mang's eyes flashed with light.

It is not a good thing to be targeted by a powerful person in the Eternal Realm, especially in this period.

Wang Mang withdrew his gaze and said to Abyss Xuanming: "Next, we need to be more cautious."

Hearing this, Abyss Xuanming nodded in agreement and whispered: "I understand."

"But the two of us didn't make any big noise this day, right?"

"Is it the old village chief?"

As he spoke, there was a hint of gloom on his face.

The only person who had more contact with them today was the old village chief.

Everything else is just a one-sided relationship.

Patting him on the shoulder, Wang Mang said slowly: "The matter has come to this, and it is useless to talk about it."

"Let's find an inn to stay in first."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the alley alone.

"Oh, wait for me."

Abyss Xuanming shouted and quickly followed.

…

At this time, I was in an inn in Guwu Tiancheng.

Wang Mang and Shenyuan Xuanming appeared at the door of the inn at the same time.

Looking at the plaque on the door, Shenyuan Xuanming murmured thoughtfully: "Piaomiao Inn, it's a pretty good name."

Hearing this, Wang Mang glanced at the guy strangely and walked straight towards the inn.

By the time he came to his senses, Wang Mang was already talking to the owner of the inn.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth twitched and he quickly followed.

When he entered, Wang Mang and the owner of the inn both turned their heads and stared at him.

Looking at the strange looks in their eyes, Abyss Xuanming swallowed quietly.

His eyes quickly looked between the two of them.

The next moment, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, and he said: "You two, what's going on?"

Ignoring his embarrassment, Wang Mang turned back to the innkeeper and said, "Just one room."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang took out some Dao Jing and threw it at the innkeeper.

Taking Dao Jing over, the innkeeper glanced at the two of them without leaving any trace.

He took Dao Jing away and said to the two of them: "You two, come with me."

"Forehead."

At this moment, Shenyuan Xuanming seemed to understand the look in their eyes just now.

Zhila.

The door was slowly opened by the boss.

The innkeeper turned back to the two of them and said, "Two guests, this is the room."

While speaking, he also looked at Abyss Xuanming.

Then, he spoke again: "At night, the noise is smaller."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left quickly.

Only Wang Mang and Wang Mang were left standing there, staring at each other.

After a while, seeing that Abyss Xuanming had not come back to his senses, Wang Mang said angrily: "Why are you still standing there?"

"Go in first."

"oh."

…

One night passed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Mang sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.

Shenyuan Xuanming, on the other hand, was sitting on a chair nearby, looking at Wang Mang with a resentful look on his face.

One night, he just sat on the chair like this.

What's wrong with two grown men sleeping in the same bed?!

The most annoying thing is that Wang Mang activated his weird magical power all night long.

As soon as he got any closer, he was immediately transferred to the chair.

"Brother Wang Mang, I said it's already morning."

Looking at Wang Mang who was motionless, Shenyuan Xuanming said helplessly.

Wang Mang frowned slightly, but still didn't wake up.

At this time, Wang Mang's soul had completely plunged into his abdomen.

I saw that the origin of the great path of my name was quietly hanging in my abdomen.

Around it, endless white clouds flowed slowly.

The black pattern covering the origin of Mega Avenue has also returned to one-tenth of its original size.

Looking at the retreating black lines, Wang Mang murmured in confusion: "What happened behind my back?"

"Is it the black lines that appear on your hands?"

For a moment, Wang Mang thought of the black lines that suddenly appeared on his right hand.

At this moment, the white clouds gathered in front of the origin of the Mingwo Avenue again.

In an instant, a blurry figure appeared in front of Wang Mang.

"Whenever the black pattern exceeds its current area, I cannot suppress it."

"When the black lines leak out, your body will gradually be taken over."

"The black pattern on your right hand is the best proof."

"Once your whole body is covered with black lines, that's when your body will be taken away from you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the human figure suddenly turned into wisps of white clouds.

Hearing this, Wang Mang fell into deep thought.

Not entirely trustworthy.

If the black pattern is really what it says, then why do I feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy every time the black pattern appears?

Wang Mang believed in his intuition more than his words.

Even if this black pattern is against him, it is definitely not what the origin of Mingwo Dao said.

The two forces are undoubtedly in opposition, and casually listening to one will only lead to disaster.

But the problem is that he can't communicate with the black pattern power now.

Wang Mang could only make inferences and guesses based on the information he obtained.

After weighing it for a long time, Wang Mang still maintained his original idea. If you can't use that power, don't use it.

I really have no choice but to take care of so much.

The next moment, Wang Mang's soul came back to his mind.

At the same time, Abyss Xuanming's shouts filled with complaints continued to echo in Wang Mang's ears.

"Brother Wang Mang, are you awake?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Do you still need to rest after reaching this level?"

"Brother Wang Mang, can you hear that?!"

"Mad, you can't get out at all!"

"grass!"

Wang Mang: "..."

I seem to have forgotten that there is someone beside me.

Silently taking back the ultimate realm, Wang Mang slowly opened his eyes.

And Abyss Xuanming, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly stood up.

After a few breaths, he trembled and froze on the spot.
To be continued...