After hearing Mo Yang's words, Wang Mang asked hesitantly:

"The origin of the world?"

"Can you directly swallow the origins of other large clan domains?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yang's face turned dark and he said speechlessly:

"Stop kidding, that thing can only be refined at most."

“And it takes a long time.”

"Directly devour the origin of the world, you must not provoke it?"

After hearing Mo Yang's words, Wang Mang said excitedly:

"In other words, you can swallow it, right?"

"The other big clans won't pursue it, right?"

Looking at Wang Mang didn't seem to be joking, Mo Yang immediately said in a serious tone:

"Maybe you don't know what the origin of the world contains."

"But I warn you better not try to swallow."

"When every world is born, the origin of the world will soon be produced."

"When these world origins were born, they were already engraved with the imprint of the will of the universe."

"Even if you successfully devour the origin of the world, you have not been exploding by that powerful force."

"But the mark of the cosmic will also be transferred to you."

"One day in the future, it will be liquidated by the will of the universe!"

"The only one who can ignore this risk is the ancient god!"

"Did you know?"

After hearing Mo Yang's warning, Wang Mang's face changed suddenly.

Then, he silently recited in his heart:

"System, is there a mark of the cosmic will in my body?"

The next moment, the system sounded:

[Ding! The host can rest assured that the origin of the world that has passed through the hands of this system has been erased!]

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang's heart was relieved.

Seeing Wang Mang's face change, Mo Yang's eyelids twitched.

He asked in disbelief:

"You won't...?"

As if seeing what Mo Yang wanted to ask, Wang Mang quickly denied:

"Haha, I'm just asking."

"Don't worry, I won't do that kind of stupid thing!"

Hearing this, Mo Yang slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he patted Wang Mang on the shoulder and whispered:

"You are now the hope for the rise of the Mo clan!"

"Don't do anything stupid."

Listening to Mo Yangdai's slightly meaningful words, Wang Mang said calmly:

"knew."

...

"Hope so."

"Okay, I'll leave first, you can get familiar with the environment within the clan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed to a courtyard.

Looking at his departure back, Wang Mang whispered to himself:

"War me?"

"Hmph! I hope you can really have the strength to resist me by then!"

After saying that, he rushed to the streets of Mocheng.

At this time, Mo Gu was tasting Shinto tea in the courtyard, quietly looking at the thriving Mo tribe.

At this moment, Mo Yang suddenly arrived.

Looking at the arrival of Mo Yang, Mo Gu asked calmly:

"What's up?"

While saying that, he poured a cup of tea and slowly pushed it towards Mo Yang.

Seeing this, Mo Yang quickly sat cross-legged on the other side of the tea table.

After drinking the Shinto Tea, he spoke:

"Father, will other great tribes acquiesced to Wang Mang's participation at that time?"

"They should have met Wang Mang like you, right?"

Hearing this, Mo Gu took a sip of tea and said calmly:

"Don't worry, what if they know?"

"Who are we Mo tribe afraid of in terms of strength?"

"The reason why the Mo tribe has a low status among other major tribes is that the results of the endless holy war are not ideal."

"With our two eternal realm, they dare not do anything."

After hearing Mo Gu's confident answer, Mo Yang felt much more at ease.

Then he said goodbye:

"Well, I'm worried about it too much. I'll say goodbye in advance, my father."

After saying that, he was about to leave.

"etc!"

At this moment, Mo Gu stopped him.

"Um?"

"What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang slowly turned around and asked.

The next moment, Mo Gu waved at him and said:

"By the way, has the reason why Wang Mang left the Nine Abyss Tribes clearly found out?"

After hearing Mo Gu's words, Mo Yang said lightly:

"The spy who went to the Abyss World has not come back yet."

"It will take about three days before the spies can return to the Endless Holy Land."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Gu spoke slowly:

"Okay, go and do your business."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yang nodded slightly and rushed to the place where he lived.

At this time, in the market in Mocheng, Wang Mang was looking for a place for a tavern.

On the boring path to swallowing and improving strength, he can only relax when drinking.

After a while, Wang Mang stopped in front of a building with the Moxiao Pavilion engraved on the door plaque.

Wang Mang smelled the fragrance of wine from a distance, and looked at the three big characters Wang Mang smiled.

Then, he walked straight inside.

As he slowly pushed open the roller shutter, countless guests who were drinking big gulps appeared in front of him.

At this time, a waiter said enthusiastically to Wang Mang:

"This guest, take your seat quickly."

Under his leadership, Wang Mang quickly sat down in a corner.

At this moment, the waiter saw the Holy Son Order hanging around Wang Mang's waist.

Suddenly his pupils shrank, and he quickly said with a bowed groan:
To be continued...