A Saint is a Saint indeed. The moment this old crone appeared, Yang Zhen could feel that she was someone he could not beat even if he exerted all his might.
Even without confirming with eye contact, he knew he stood no chance against her.
The aura emanating from her was truly terrifying. It felt to Yang Zhen like facing the Nine Dragons Great Saint, the way her every move seemed to harness the power of Heaven and Earth, giving him a sense of unattainability.
This feeling was far from comfortable, and it made Yang Zhen eager to enhance his strength urgently.
Fortunately, he had now found a way to break through to the realm of a Half-step Great Saint. As long as he went into seclusion for a bit, he might be able to break through, but it was uncertain what kind of divine punishment he would have to face this time.
Dammit, the defiance of Heaven and Earth has this advantage, constantly having to face divine punishment.
