The two Daoists stared at Wang Mang's restored body, their eyes widening.
Even Mi Er, who was nearby Wang Mang, felt tingling in his scalp and quickly retreated toward the rear.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space behind him.
Before he could react, a hand ferociously extended from a rift in the space.
Bang!
A muffled sound erupted as Mi Er's neck was suddenly grasped by the arm from behind.
At the same time, silver luminescence transmitted from the arm.
The mysterious and unfathomable Dao of Time surged into Mi Er's body through the arm.
In a moment, Mi Er's complexion drastically changed; he forcefully gripped his spear and stabbed toward his rear.
The next moment, the arm clutching his neck vanished, causing his strike to miss.
After all was done, there was a hint of scorn in Wang Mang's gaze as he looked at Mi Er.
Beings of the Eternal Realm could ignore the influences of the Dao of Time, but those of merely the Eternal Realm could not.
