Su Yang's expression was indifferent as he said coldly, "The power of a Saint is indeed beyond our comprehension. However, I am a reckless person, and I still want to see just how strong the power of a Saint truly is!"
"Since you are determined to die, then don't blame me for being rude!" Tu Yuan shouted coldly, waving his hand casually. Su Yang immediately felt a powerful force descending upon him like a tidal wave.
This force was so strong that Su Yang was utterly unable to resist. It felt as if a small animal was being crushed by a giant mountain, and no matter how hard one struggled, it was completely meaningless!
Without a doubt, with Su Yang's strength, he couldn't possibly withstand this strike. Or rather, even if Ye the Sword Saint were here, he couldn't block such a casual strike.
Su Yang dared not delay, immediately channeling all the Power of Saint he had gathered into his body.
