C1784 The Rules of the Heavenly Dao

Wang Mang had prepared three years for this war between the two worlds. He had prepared countless trump cards. These clay figurines were all good stuff that he had created in the dark basement.

In the eyes of the old Daoist, the good stuff in Wang Mang's eyes was undoubtedly a devil from hell. Before he died, he suddenly recalled Old Ancestor Penglai's words. Sure enough