"Is Heaven trying to kill me? I, Wang Mang, will never accept this!"
Its voice was like weeping and lamenting, and boundless resentment soared to the sky, like frost in June, comparable to the injustice suffered by Dou E!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ning's eyes narrowed, and he began to guess the old man's identity.
The Xin Dynasty, Wang Mang, a meteor falling from the sky...
Isn't this exactly the scene that happened in history when Wang Mang, who was suspected of being a time traveler, and Liu Xiu, the great mage, fought a decisive battle at Kunyang?
However, no one knows the truth about what happened in history.
However, in this world, which is neither Journey to the West nor the Primordial Era, their final battle coincided with the Buddha of Heaven suppressing Sun Wukong, and the aftershocks of the battle affected the human world.
Thus, Wang Mang met his tragic end!
How terrifying are the beings above the celestial realm when they unleash their power?
Xiao Ning had never seen or known this before, but the aftershocks of the battle, through the barriers of space, fell into the human realm, immediately causing boundless and terrifying celestial phenomena, directly affecting the situation of the battle between Wang Mang and Liu Xiu, and rewriting the course of the war.
"Terrifying!"
Upon seeing this, Xiao Ning couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
With a single step, as if floating in mid-air, he traveled from dozens of miles away directly to the back of the battlefield, arriving in front of the white-haired old man, Wang Mang.
"You are Wang Mang, the founder of the Xin Dynasty who usurped the Han throne and reformed the government, a post-2000s generation Chinese, and a time traveler?"
Xiao Ning stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly.
Faced with the dire situation of his entire army of 400,000 collapsing, Wang Mang was filled with despair. He could no longer care about his image and stamped his feet, beat his chest, and cursed the heavens.
But then he saw a figure drifting over. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the person was handsome, elegant, and refined, like a celestial being.
Upon hearing the words from the newcomer, Wang Mang's heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened, and he asked tremblingly, "How did you know? Could it be... could it be that you... you are also from the modern world?"
Chapter 2 The Most Tragic Transmigrator in History (10k views) [Seeking monthly votes! Seeking donations and crowdfunding!]
Outside Kunyang City.
Smoke and fire filled the land, warhorses neighed, and wild beasts roared!
To make a huge joke, Liu Xiu's three thousand men were chasing Wang Mang's four hundred thousand troops.
No, to be precise, there are no more 400,000 left, probably less than half.
As the wind howled and wild beasts rampaged, countless soldiers of the new dynasty did not die at the hands of the enemy, but rather in the chaos of their own army.
The ensuing meteor shower struck precisely the bullseye of the 400,000-strong army, resulting in further heavy casualties.
As a result, the 400,000-strong army completely collapsed.
This sudden blow left Wang Mang in utter despair!
However, just when you think you've reached the end of the road, a new path opens up!
When he saw the elegant Xiao Ning descend from the sky and come to Wang Mang's side, a strong light of hope shone in his eyes.
To everyone's surprise, Xiao Ning's next words left Wang Mang bewildered and filled with mixed emotions.
His eyes widened, and he asked tremblingly, "How did you know? Could it be... could it be that you... you are also from modern society?"
He was in a state of great turmoil, hoping to see his old friend from his past life, but also fearing that this friend might do him a disservice.
As the saying goes, "When fellow villagers meet, they stab each other in the back."
Wang Mang alone was the only one in the world who could rival him.
But if a second Earthling from a previous life were to be reborn, that wouldn't be so wonderful.
If you travel through time but don't rebel, you'll end up with a chrysanthemum covered in an electric drill.
Although Wang Mang was young in his previous life, he had seen the internet and had naturally heard this saying.
What if this so-called fellow countryman from Earth also wants to rebel against us?
However, his decades-long journey through time was like walking on thin ice. He had no close friends and dared not tell anyone that he was a transmigrator, for fear of being regarded as an oddity.
He longed to be able to confide in someone; otherwise, he feared it would drive him crazy.
At this moment, a person who seemed to be from his hometown in his previous life appeared directly in front of him.
Wang Mang was in turmoil.
"To be honest, Wang Mang, you are the worst-performing transmigrator I have ever seen!"
Looking at the old man with half his body buried in the yellow earth, Xiao Ning shook his head and sighed.
That's right. If you transmigrate to the Journey to the West world, even if you don't become a celestial official in the Heavenly Court, you should at least join a celestial sect to cultivate and seek longevity.
But look at Wang Mang's current ghastly appearance. He has clearly been in this world for quite some time, yet he is already white-haired, nearing the end of his life, with half of his body buried in the yellow earth.
He was even on the verge of losing the empire he had conquered, and his own life was in imminent danger.
The ending of a time-traveler is so tragic that even those struggling online authors in modern society wouldn't dare to write it like that, or they'd be torn apart by readers.
Which transmigrator isn't incredibly wealthy, have countless wives and concubines, wield immense power, become a patriarch, achieve immortality or godhood, and be indestructible through countless eons...?