Eers's expression turned to sheer horror, and he roared at the top of his lungs.
Burning his Saintly Bloodline—was this fellow truly out of his mind?
However, An Ning completely ignored him at this moment, not even sparing him a single glance.
The terrifying shockwave surged outward in all directions.
At that instant, even the expressions of the various cultivators watching from the surroundings shifted.
Their faces flushed red, and their entire bodies trembled.
Saintlymight, true Saintly might.
This kid...
Within the Endless Void, the expressions of the watching supreme powerhouses also changed.
Burning the Saintly Bloodline to invoke the power of a Saint required an exceptionally pure Saintly Bloodline.
He never expected the bloodline within this kid to be so pure.
His future prospects were undoubtedly boundless.
Yet now, by actively burning his Saintly Bloodline, this fellow was outright casting away his own future.
"This battle is won."
One of the supreme powerhouses spoke softly.
The other supreme powerhouses remained silent, but their faces were filled with agreement.
Since he had already burned his Saintly Bloodline, victory in this battle was inevitable.
There was zero possibility of defeat.
After all, this genuine Saintly might made even them feel a trace of dread.
How could an attack like this possibly be withstood by Eers, who was only at the Third Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm?
It was utterly impossible.
"What terrifying might."
Ye Lin opened his eyes, his pupils filled with dread.
This might made even him feel the threat of death.
If this fellow's opponent were him, he would not dare guarantee he could survive this single move.
"So this is a Saint..."
Ye Lin murmured in a low voice.
If merely burning bloodline power to summon a trace of a Saint's might was this exaggerated, just how terrifying must a