The Fated Chance of the Ancient Pilgrimage Ruins!

Soon, Wang Mang arrived at the Blood Sect Master's place.

Countless array patterns that emitted Dao runes spread under the Blood Sect Master's feet.

At the same time, a few mysterious Daoist Rhymes attacked the Blood Sect Master.

At this moment, the Blood Sect Master, who was dealing with the Dao runes, saw Wang Mang's arrival and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Wang Mang, you came at the right time. Come and lend me a hand!"

However, Wang Mang did not pay attention to the Blood Sect Master. Instead, he carefully observed his surroundings.

Seeing that Wang Mang was unmoved, the Blood Sect Master could only increase the output of the power of the Great Dao.

For a moment, countless power of the Great Dao surged out of his body.

As if stimulated by the Blood Sect Master's Great Dao power, the array formation under his feet began to flicker with a dazzling light.