As soon as the words fell, before he had any regrets, he instantly felt a terrifying aura lock onto him, plummeting his cultivation by a level, directly dropping to the initial stage of the Eleventh Realm, losing nearly two to three hundred thousand years of cultivation.
For a cultivator, this was extremely terrifying.
"Why? Because my strength is formidable enough, and to enter the new land starry sky, you must abide by my rules. This offense is a minor punishment to serve as a major warning."
For someone whose cultivation was not high and couldn't see the situation clearly, Wang Sheng was too lazy to waste words.
At the same time, this also served as a warning to others.
Warning them not to cause trouble in the Newborn Land.
Regarding the situation of this saint, neither the strong at his level nor the Saint Emperor felt any sympathy.
