I Swear I Don’t Have A Python In My Pool

Wang Mang fell into recollection.

I don’t know how long ago I fell into a deep sleep, no, to be precise, it was when my body was still asleep.

He then received a piece of sad news from his future body.

At the cost of his future body and death, he fought to death two eighth-level supreme gods.

At the same time, he also sent the supreme divine origins of himself and the other two warriors to himself.

Although the mutilation was severe, it still transformed Wang Mang into a very terrifying state.

"Eighth level?"

"Ninth level?"

Seeing the four creation gods reappearing in front of him, Wang Mang's eyes showed no emotion.

At this moment, the world in his eyes has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He can intuitively feel, manipulate and come into contact with any imaginary and real substances, and he can also devour them to improve himself.

But for him now, it no longer makes any sense to become stronger through devouring.

Looking at the four creation gods, Wang Mang had a thought in his mind.

In a moment, all the constituent materials in the bodies of the four creation gods began to collapse.

In essence, they who have become Tao are formed from imaginary matter that is a higher level than real matter.

This kind of imaginary substance also has a general concept in the human world.

And Wang Mang, who had devoured too much eighth-level original power, had already surpassed the so-called eighth-level realm at this time.

Maybe He at this moment is the legendary Ninth Level Legend.

Under Wang Mang's indifferent gaze, the four creation gods disappeared instantly.

At the same time, the long river of time that had been maintained by the six supreme avenues suddenly began to collapse.

Wang Mang was like a spectator, watching countless time and space collapse before his eyes.

His gaze seemed to penetrate through eternity, constantly tracing back to the source of everything.

The only thing he's interested in right now is checking out all the origins.

Who, when or what was born?

Suddenly, he felt a gaze coming from his back.

Mu Ran looked back and saw himself standing in nothingness.

Wang Mang frowned, and after calculating for a moment, his brows gradually relaxed.

"I see."

After smiling calmly, with a thought, countless time and space suddenly returned to normal.

There are also new candidates for the Tao Transformers of the six supreme avenues.

Gouzi.

Abyssal bones.

Boundless.

Wang You.

Wang considers.

Mo Xiaoyou.

These six people respectively became the six Taoists of the Supreme Way.

Looking at the six people in front of him, Wang Mang forced a smile and tried to get interested in chatting with them.

But without exception, after barely chatting for a few words, Wang Mang lost interest in continuing to talk to them.

After bidding farewell to the six people, Wang Mang also began his life of traveling around the world.

Looking at his leaving figure, Mo Xiaoyou said in a daze:

“He gained so much, but he also lost so much.”

Hearing this, the people around him all had complicated expressions.

…

He didn't know how long it had passed, but time meant nothing to Wang Mang.

During this period, Wang Mang transformed into countless bodies to experience life.

The office workers who leave early and come back late, the old farmer who faces the loess and his back to the sky, the Orion boy who is dressed in tendons...

Finally one day, Wang Mang felt bored.

With a wave of his hand, a huge crack suddenly opened between heaven and earth.

"It's time to pursue the so-called higher."

After leaving these words, he completely disappeared from this world.

In countless pieces of ancient history, Wang Mang's deeds are endlessly staged.

He stayed in this piece of history, but He completely left...