This was the might of a Saint!
Feeling the immense pressure descending from the sky, the crowd could barely breathe. Some even nearly fell to their knees.
And this wasn't even directed at them; it was merely the aura a Saint radiated unintentionally.
Now, all of that Saintly Might was focused on a single person... the young man in the Grandmaster Realm!
Saintly Might, like the heavens themselves, suppressed the Ten Thousand Spirits!
The crowd could see Jiang Jichen's face turn deathly pale, blood trickling from his mouth as his body trembled, as if he were fighting against the formless pressure descending from the sky.
It was common knowledge that a Saint was invincible!
Especially when the wrath of a Saint was aimed at a single person, the only option was to kneel and submit. Who would dare to resist?
But at this moment, everyone could see that the young Grandmaster was resisting the Saint's might!
