The sudden turn of events caused Wang Mang's pupils to constrict.
He quickly reacted, and several forces of Great Dao power burst forth from his body, fully strengthening the Slaughter Halberd.
Boom!
A dull collision sound resounded as several strands of supreme Great Dao power were still intercepted.
Watching the shadow behind the red-haired elder solidify further, Wang Mang could only helplessly witness everything unfold.
A few breaths of time passed, and the shadow behind the red-haired elder was completely condensed.
Upon closer inspection, it was a frost tiger with a ferocious gaping mouth, silently roaring.
Despite the lack of sound, it caused ripples to arise.
Looking at the domineering frost tiger shadow, Wang Mang felt somewhat reluctant.
To think that it would complete its power accumulation right before his eyes.
Wang Mang cast a sidelong glance at the elderly man with facial pits, feeling a surge of annoyance in his heart.