Wang Mang became lost in his memories.
He did not know how long ago it was when he was still ensnared in a deep slumber—no, to be precise, it was his physical body that was asleep.
That was when he received a message from a remnant thought of his future self.
His future self, at the cost of falling, fought desperately against two eighth-tier Supreme Gods.
At the same time, he sent his own and the opposing two warriors' divine Origin to his past self.
Despite being severely damaged, it still transformed Wang Mang into someone terrifyingly powerful.
"eighth-tier?"
"Tier 9?"
Looking at the four Creator Gods appearing before him once again, Wang Mang's eyes remained utterly still.
At this moment, the world as he saw it had undergone earth-shattering changes.
He could directly perceive, manipulate, and make contact with both hypothetical and actual material substances, and likewise, he could consume them to enhance himself.
