Upon hearing the system's words, Wang Mang narrowed his eyes, a glint of sharpness flashing through them.
"System, bring out the capture ball!" Wang Mang silently commanded in his mind.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the system's prompt rang out:
[Ding! Congratulations to the host! A top-rank Level 7 capture ball has been successfully retrieved!]
In an instant, ripples of Storage Space emanated from Wang Mang's right hand, as a half-rainbow, half-white sphere appeared in his grasp.
Feeling the object in his hand, Wang Mang's heart grew firm.
There was only one chance, he must wait until the ancient god called out the next location, and at that moment, throw the capture ball in the indicated direction!
Thinking thus, Wang Mang's right arm slowly tensed up.
The muscles in his arm and the Great Dao power within were all primed and ready to unleash.
Waiting only for the ancient god's next utterance.
...