I Swear I Don't Have A Python In My Pool-Chapter 1506 - : The Endless Holy War Begins!

Chapter 1506: The Endless Holy War Begins!

Time flew by, and soon, five days had passed.

At this moment, Wang Mang was still sitting cross-legged in his residence, cultivating.

In the next moment, Mo Yang’s aura suddenly appeared in Wang Mang’s perception.

After that, Wang Mang slowly stood up and walked toward the door.

Mo Yang, who had just arrived, looked at Wang Mang, who had come out of the bedroom, and said excitedly, “Today is the start of the Endless Holy War. Come, follow me.”

Hearing this, Wang Mang nodded and agreed.

“Got it. Let’s go.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang immediately flew toward the arena.

Seeing this, Wang Mang hurriedly followed.

At this moment, countless disciples were gathered on the huge venue.

In front of them, Muk Gu said passionately:

“Fellow clan members, today we welcome the moment to create a new history.

“Today is the start of the Endless Holy War. We finally don’t have to be at the bottom!

“It’s all thanks to one person!

“That’s right, it’s our Holy Son, Wang Mang!

“He’ll be here soon. Please cheer for him!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples present cheered.

“Although I don’t know why the ancient ancestor is so confident, I still believe in his judgment!”

“Of course. Back then, he was an unparalleled talent who suppressed the geniuses of the other races.”

“I believe that under the leadership of the Holy Son, Xu Que will definitely reach a new height!”

“Looks like we’re about to start a whole new chapter.”

“By the way, why haven’t I seen the Holy Son yet?”

“Here they come!”

While they were talking, Wang Mang followed Mo Yang to the venue.

With Wang Mang’s arrival, everyone’s cheers reached their peak.

For a moment, countless shouts could be heard.

Looking at the enthusiastic crowd, Wang Mang looked at Muk Gu with some doubt.

Then, Muk Gu came to Wang Mang’s side and patted his shoulder.

“Wang Mang, the glory of the future depends on you.”

Hearing this, Wang Mang agreed without hesitation.

“No problem. I will definitely not let you down.”

Upon hearing Wang Mang’s guarantee, Mo Yang, who was standing at the side, smiled silently.

Obviously, he did not believe Wang Mang’s words at all.

However, Muk Gu seemed to believe Wang Mang’s words and said with a gratified expression.

“Mm! That’s good!

“We’ll be proud of you from now on!”

With that said, a glint flashed across his eyes.

Then, Muk Gu continued to announce to everyone.

“Alright, everything that happens next will depend on our Holy Son.

“Let’s go!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed toward the place where the Endless Holy War was held.

The residents of Mo City looked at the crowd and discussed.

“What’s going on? What a huge formation!”

“Have you forgotten? Today is the annual Endless Holy War!”

“They’re all thriving. Looks like Wei is really going to rise!”

“Speaking of which, what exactly happened to Tsui?”

“If we’re talking about changes, there aren’t too many changes. It’s just a successor.”

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“You don’t know how powerful that Holy Son is!”

“That’s right, he defeated Mo Wangu with a single strike!”

“F*ck, how awesome!”

…

Soon, everyone arrived at the city gate.

When the guards on the city gate saw everyone arrive, They immediately opened the city gate and Mo Xing respectfully said to Mu Gu, “Sir! Have a safe trip!

“I wish the Holy Son the best in winning the championship!”

Hearing this, Muk Gu beamed with joy and said, “Good, good, good!

“You guys have worked hard too. The security of Mo City will depend on you for the next few days!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw an Interspatial Silk Sachet at Mo Xing.

Seeing this, Mo Xing straightened his back and promised Muk Gu.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let you down!”

Looking at Mo Xing, Muk Gu slowly said, “Alright, I won’t say anymore.

“Let’s go!”

After saying that, he continued to rush outside.

For a moment, the people behind him followed him to his destination.

On the way, Wang Mang followed behind Mo Gu and Mo Yang.

In the next moment, Mo Xiaoyou, who was in the crowd, came to Wang Mang’s side and whispered.

“Hey, have you been taking care of Little Red and Little Yellow for me recently?”

Hearing this, Wang Mang said with a puzzled expression, “Xiao Hong, Xiao Huang?

“What’s that?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Nethery pursed her lips resentfully.

“It’s those spiritual plants in your backyard.

“It’s been so many days. It’s probably already withered!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang frowned slightly.

Then, he replied unhappily, “Didn’t I tell you to take all your things?”

After hearing Wang Mang’s words, Mo Nethery pointed at him and reprimanded.

“Originally, I wanted to take it with me. Didn’t I just happen to see you that day…

“Cough, cough!”

Before he could finish, Muk Gu, who was at the front, coughed dryly.

At the same time, he turned around and glared at her warningly.

Seeing this, Mo Nethery quietly stuck out her tongue and did not say anything else.

However, this did not stop the imagination of the surrounding people.

For a moment, the people around Wang Mang and Mo Xiaoyou looked at the two of them strangely.

Wang Mang did not mind, but Mo Xiaoyou could not. Her face instantly turned red.

Then, she glared at Wang Mang bitterly.

However, Wang Mang ignored them all.

After a while, as they continued on their way, a classical palace appeared in front of them.

Seeing this, Muk Gu shouted to the people behind him, “Other than the Holy Son, everyone else, go to the audience seats!

“Wang Mang, come with me!”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone split up and entered the palace.

At this moment, countless people in the palace were gathered on the Battle Holy Son Platform.

The surrounding audience seats were filled with figures.

With the arrival of the group, everyone in the palace was immediately attracted by Wang Mang.

After all, this person had recently become far too famous in the Endless Sacred World.

Regardless of whether it was from everyone’s discussions or the exhortations of the clan’s elders, these holy sons of other clans all viewed Wang Mang as their number one enemy.

All of a sudden, the Holy Sons of the various clans on the Battle Holy Son Platform looked at Wang Mang with unfriendly gazes.

Seeing this, Wang Mang smiled disdainfully.

In the next moment, Muk Gu warned Wang Mang.

“Alright, I’ll leave the rest to you!

“Good luck! I’ll take my leave first.”

Hearing this, Wang Mang nodded and confidently agreed.

“Just wait and see!

“I’m 90% sure that I’ll get first place!”

Hearing his words, Muk Gu smiled in satisfaction and flew toward a luxurious pavilion.

In the next moment, Wang Mang ascended the stage.

Immediately, the Chosens on the stage stared at Wang Mang as if they were facing a great enemy.

Wang Mang did not care about their hostility at all.

Then, he stood where he was and waited for the Holy War to begin.

As time passed, the participants arrived one after another.

An old man with white hair and a youthful face came to the stage and announced to everyone, “Since everyone is here, I hereby announce the start of the Endless Holy War!”