Chapter 1887: Harvest Complete! The Fallen Lindong City!

Half an incense stick of time hadn't elapsed, and Wang Mang had already cleared out the area.

Without hesitation, Wang Mang's figure flashed as he continued to rush toward the next area.

On his way, his perception sensed several surges of energy that had suddenly increased drastically.

"Is it really this easy to make a breakthrough in a desperate situation?" Wang Mang murmured with a hint of puzzlement.

After speaking, he retracted his attention.

In no time at all, Wang Mang had arrived at another area.

Before his eyes was still a cluster of dilapidated houses full of holes.

The moment Wang Mang appeared, countless attacks formed from the power of the Great Dao bombarded him.

Clearly, the rampant killing by the three had already caused the native people to be on alert.

Wang Mang didn't even bother to glance at these incoming attacks of the Great Dao; a surge of the Great Devouring Dao emerged, enveloping his entire being.