There was a price to pay for summoning an existence beyond its grade.
There was no profound spell backlash, only the simple principle of "carrying too much weight."
As Wei Yuan turned around, the projection of the Confucian Saint also turned toward the valley and moved.
No one dared to stand in the way of a Confucian Saint, not even a first-grade one.
Salen AGU looked at the green-robed figure. He didn't get angry because the situation was already over. Instead, he remained calm and gentle as he slowly said, "
Wei Yuan, you're so talented. Even if the witch God unseals you, you'll still be able to survive. Why? "
There was a huge secret behind the Confucian Saint sealing the Sorcerer God. In the entire nine regions, the number of people who knew about this secret could be counted on two hands.
How could he be kind to himself when his country was destroyed? Wei Yuan turned a deaf ear to her words and continued to advance steadily toward the valley.
