As soon as he thought of this, the origin of the system suddenly became a little more mysterious in Wang Mang's mind.

Without thinking too much, Wang Mang quickly rushed towards the people watching the battle in the distance.

Looking at Wang Mang who was coming, everyone said in shock:

"Sir, we are all our own people!"

"Yes, yes, we are all from your camp."

"The Holy Son is so powerful that he is truly a dragon and phoenix among people!"

"That's right, the Holy Son of the Little Bone Clan is not worth mentioning in front of you, Lord."

"If it makes sense, our camp will depend on you in the future!"

...

Seeing the people who were a little scared but still complimenting him, Wang Mang almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then, he said angrily:

"Okay, stop flattering."

"Who do you know where the origin of this domain world is?"

Upon hearing this, Conley, who was in the crowd, immediately said respectfully:

"Sir, the Son, the smallest place in the origin of the world."

After hearing his words, Wang Mang patted his shoulder with satisfaction and exclaimed:

"Yes, I'm optimistic about you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Conley immediately looked happy and said flatteredly:

"Don't worry, sir, the younger one will definitely live up to your expectations!"

"Come with the younger one!"

...

In the pavilion where the patriarchs are located.

Looking at Gu Yi, who had been killed by Wang Mang, the head of the Bone Clan's tribe looked very ugly.

Mo Yang, who was beside him, also silently recited in his heart:

"This kid is not simple, but it's a pity that he can't obtain the ancient divine essence."

"If Xiaoyou doesn't work, I can't wait for long."
Chapter completed!