The echo of the words of the Great Saint resounded throughout the manor.
A second after the sound completely disappeared, all was still, as if time had frozen at this moment.
Feeling the power of the Upper-Rank God within him instantly drained, Lin Yi instinctively lowered his head, staring intently at the "Ruyi Golden Cudgel" in his hand.
The densely packed cracks crawled all over the entire "Golden Cudgel" in an instant.
The next moment, the golden light enveloping the "Golden Cudgel," like shattered glass, crumbled inch by inch, and the staff that was glittering gold just a second before reverted to a simple magic staff.
At the same time, the massive phantom behind Lin Yi also struggled to maintain its form.
The Great Saint's half-body turned into specks of golden light, scattering into the sky.
An untimely wind mercilessly swept through, carrying it all away completely.
It was as if that Great Saint, equal to heaven, had never come to this world in the first place.
