Within ten seconds, William experienced the supreme might of a Transcendent Saint.
He also understood why the Radiant Pope had said he wanted to beat up every Saint in the world.
Because it was not impossible. It was fucking easy.
The gap between a Transcendent Saint and a Peak Saint was simply the difference between heaven and earth.
If William had not used Perfect Elemental Body, Peerless Sacred Thunder, and burned three drops of Dad-Brand Essence Blood,
he would basically have had no chance of achieving this.
But the problem was,
he was merely a Mid-Class Saint Seat, yet he dared to covet the might of a Transcendent Saint.
There was no need for an enemy to act.
Heavenly punishment would descend on its own.
After he fell from the Transcendent Saint realm,
the remaining Transcendent Saint rules within his body exploded with a thunderous boom.
The Main God Bones were fine.
But his flesh, internal organs, and meridians all burst with blood, collapsing and sloughing off like rotten meat.
Especially when that flesh fell to the ground, it rapidly turned into ash and scattered into the air and earth.
The Rune Mage and the others hurriedly shut their mouths, afraid they might swallow even a tiny bit of flesh poisoned by Transcendent Saint rules. Or rather, they had finally understood the price William paid for wielding Transcendent Saint combat power.
Yet faced with this situation, they were helpless.
The Red Sea Emperor wanted to use Water Element magic to stabilize William's injuries and make a connection, but Fallen Sun hurriedly reached out to stop him. "It's not that you can't save him. It's just that his body is filled with Transcendent Saint rule power. One mistake, and it could spread to you. Protecting him is enough for now!"
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