As soon as he finished speaking, the successors on the Battle Holy Son Platform were all ready for battle.
Only Wang Mang was still standing on the spot with an indifferent expression.
Seeing this, the old man on the stage glanced at him and said, “Alright, let’s invite the patriarchs of the six great clans to the stage.”
After he finished speaking, the six clan leaders ascended the Battle Holy Son Platform and stood beside their clansmen.
As for the other Chosens, they could only look at Wang Mang and the others enviously.
Mo Yang, who had arrived beside Wang Mang, nodded at him.
After the six Patriarchs ascended the stage, the old man announced again, “Next, it’s up to the clan leaders.
“I’ll go down first.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked toward the audience seats.
The next moment, the six patriarchs slowly raised their arms.
Then, six dazzling lights flashed from their hands.
As the light slowly disappeared, a mysterious compass appeared in their hands.
What was worth mentioning was that each of these six compasses had a different shape, and they were engraved with words that contained boundless Dao runes.
They were: Ink! Bone! Ming! Starry Sky! Light! Flame!
For a time, six vast and deep fluctuations of the Great Dao shockingly appeared in everyone’s senses.
The next moment, six compasses flew out from the hands of the various clan leaders and slowly fused together.
Immediately, the power of the Great Path on the Battle Holy Son Platform began to surge crazily.
At the same time, streams of airwaves swept toward everyone.
In an instant, powerful Great Dao power erupted from the bodies of the six clan leaders at the same time.
Then, an indestructible Great Path Barrier slowly formed and enveloped the Battle Holy Son Platform.
Only then did he stop the power of the Great Dao attached to the fusion compass from spreading to the audience.
However, the people inside the barrier did not feel good.
Wang Mang and the other Holy Sons of the six great clans were still alright. After all, their respective clan leaders were beside them helping to disperse the chaotic power of the Great Dao.
The Holy Sons of the other small clans did not feel so good.
They were all resisting with all their might, the power of the Great Dao fluctuating violently.
There were even some weaker ones who could not stand steadily in the fluctuation.
The patriarchs of the six clans looked at each other in unison.
It was obvious that they were behind all of this.
After all, only these successors of small clans could show the strength of the successors of large clans.
As for the power of the Great Dao stimulated by the fusion of this compass, they had only injected it into something else long ago.
Their goal was to embarrass the successors of the other small clans.
The other Chosens might not be able to see through this trick, but Wang Mang, who had extraordinary strength, had already seen through it a little.
Then, he muttered to himself, “Boring trick!”
Hearing this, everyone on stage looked at Wang Mang.
The successors of the various clans looked at Wang Mang in confusion. The six clan leaders on the stage also looked at him meaningfully.
The next moment, the patriarch of the Nether Clan said, “This must be the newly-established Holy Son!
“Seeing is better than hearing. He’s indeed talented, intelligent, and powerful.”
In response, Mo Yang also replied, “You’re too kind. The Holy Son of the Nether Clan is the favored one.”
…
The surrounding Holy Sons and Patriarchs looked at the two people who were flattering each other and cursed in their hearts.
“You two shameless things!”
As time passed, the six compasses successfully fused together.
The next moment, a huge disc slowly appeared in front of everyone’s eyes.
At the same time, the circular plate was rapidly enlarging until it occupied half of the Battle Holy Son Platform.
Above it, six spatial domain gates of different colors slowly appeared.
Seeing this, the six patriarchs looked at each other and nodded.
Then, the patriarch of the Ancient Starry Sky Clan stood up and said, “Alright, let’s invite the Chosens of the six major clans to enter the corresponding territory.
“As for the other Chosens, entering any Domain Gate is equivalent to joining any camp.
“After the final faction wins, even the people in the faction will receive a reward.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked down the stage.
Accompanying him were the other five Clan Chiefs.
Just as Wang Mang was about to enter the Domain Gate, the system’s voice came in his mind.
[Ding! Detected the host’s current situation! The host is given the following mission choices!]
[Mission #1: Obtain third place in the Endless Holy War!]
[Mission Duration: Determined upon completion.]
[Mission Reward: Immortal Level Treasure Chest x1, Immortal Level Blind Box x1, Dao Crystal x10 million!]
…
[Mission #2: Obtain second place in the Endless Holy War!]
[Mission Duration: Determined upon completion.]
[Mission Reward: Indestructible Fine Grade Treasure Chest x1, Indestructible Fine Grade Blind Box x1, Dao Crystals x20 million!]
…
[Mission #3: Obtain first place in the Endless Holy War!]
[Mission Duration: Determined upon completion.]
[Mission Reward: Immortal-level Treasure Chest x1, Immortal-level Blind Box x1, 30 million Dao Crystals!]
Looking at the three mission choices given by the system, Wang Mang complained to it.
“There’s no problem with the blind box treasure chest, but isn’t your Dao Crystal value too little?”
The next moment, the system’s voice came.
[Ding! With the host’s strength, the Endless Holy War is not difficult at all! Therefore, the rewards obtained will be reduced!]
Hearing this, Wang Mang muttered helplessly, “Alright, choose Quest 3!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the system notification sounded.
[Ding! Congratulations, host! The choice is successful! Please complete the mission as soon as possible and obtain the reward!]
At this moment, only Wang Mang was left standing on the Battle Holy Son Platform in a daze.
The other Chosens had already entered their respective territories.
Seeing this, the people in the audience discussed.
“Isn’t this the Holy Son of the Shang Clan? What is he doing?”
“I don’t know. Maybe he’s scared.”
“I don’t think so. It’s probably his first time participating in the Endless Holy War and he still doesn’t know the rules.”
“Didn’t anyone tell him?”
“Haha, look at the Mo Clan Patriarch’s face. It’s turning the color of pig liver.”
…
Looking at the stunned Wang Mang, Mo Yang’s face darkened as he sent a voice transmission to him.
“The competition has begun. What are you doing?!”
Hearing this, Wang Mang immediately came back to his senses.
Looking at the empty Battle Holy Son Platform, Wang Mang cursed in his heart.
“F*ck, this mission really came at the wrong time.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly walked toward the Domain Gate with the word “Ink” engraved on it.
With a wave of dizziness, he arrived at the realm.
At the same time, Wang Mang’s figure slowly appeared at the entrance of the domain gate.
What greeted his eyes were more than ten Chosens from small clans waiting for Wang Mang.
Seeing Wang Mang arrive, the Holy Sons hurriedly came to welcome him.
“Lord Holy Son, you’re finally here.”
“That’s right. What are your plans now, Lord Holy Son?”
“Sigh, compared to the other realms, we have too few people.”
“That’s right. We’re still at a disadvantage here.”
“Looks like the Endless Holy War this time is going to be the last.”
Hearing this, Wang Mang glanced at these people and said indifferently, “If you want to join other big clans, go ahead. I won’t stop you.”
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