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Hearing this, the clan leaders at the foot of the arena exchanged glances and quickly made their way onto the arena.
Watching Wang Mang transform into a black mass, everyone frowned in concern.
With the talent and experience of the various patriarchs, they could naturally tell that what enveloped Wang Mang was the Great Devouring Dao he had originally cast.
But now, it seemed that something unexpected had occurred.
Was this Devouring Dao undergoing a transformation?
For a moment, they were somewhat at a loss.
No one could clearly say whether such a transformation was good or bad.
Just then, two figures rushed towards Wang Mang's location.
It was Qing Yi and the young clan leader.
The two of them approached Wang Mang, bending over cautiously to take a closer look.
Upon seeing the young clan leader's arrival, Qing Yi also cast a surprised glance at him.
Without paying attention to Qing Yi's gaze, the young clan leader spoke as if it were nothing:
