And so, tranquility once again enveloped the teleportation altar.
However, that blood-colored figure had left an indelible impression in the minds of the three.
At this moment, Wang Mang was seated cross-legged on the altar, with his eyes tightly closed.
"System, do you have a way to deal with such beings?"
[Ding! Answer to the host: The cost of intervention is beyond your means.]
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang's mouth twitched involuntarily.
Damn it, what does that mean?
Now that his wealth had improved significantly from the past, it was still not enough.
After thinking it over, he shook his head; spending so many Dao God Crystals to deal with one person wasn't worth it.
"System, did that being just now detect your presence?" Wang Mang thought to himself.
[No.]
[Only eighth-tier beings can detect the existence of the system.]
Relieved by this response, Wang Mang was reassured.
The system was his ultimate trump card.
