A moment later, Wang Jingyang grabbed the Holy leader.
Wang Jingyang raised his head with great difficulty and glared fiercely at the Holy leader, who was unable to move.
"You ... Are ... The existence ... That ... Affects the balance ... Completely ... Disappear ... For me ..."
By the time Wang Jingyang finished speaking, the Holy leader's entire body had been soaked in cold sweat. His current strength was far from his peak, and he could not resist the three seals that Wang Jingyang had released.
However, before the Holy Lord could say anything, Wang Jingyang's grip on the Holy Lord's hand suddenly loosened, and he fell to the ground.
The moment Wang Jingyang fell to the ground, all the pressure disappeared.
The sacred leader stared at the man on the ground and said coldly,""It's a pity. If you could have held on for a little longer, perhaps ... The ending would have been changed. However ... I acknowledge you. Your faith is also worthy of my respect."
