My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

At that moment, everyone shuddered simultaneously.

At the instant their connection was severed, everyone’s perception returned in a flash, their complexions turned rapidly pale, as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

Some of the Tribulation-crossing disciples even lost the ability to fly, swaying as they drifted toward the ground.

Not just the Tribulation-crossing disciples, but everyone, including Wang Zijia and Li Huowen, wore a look of exhaustion, floating downwards as if overtaxed.

Fortunately, combining the strength of so many people to launch those two golden immortal attacks was sufficiently powerful.

Otherwise, Wang Zijia would have had to dig into his reserves again!

"Pa pa!"

"I can’t do it anymore, I feel completely depleted!"

"It’s worth it, I never imagined I’d be involved in a battle of the Saint Realm in my lifetime!"

"I guess this counts as a skirmish with a golden immortal!"

"Right, and we even killed a golden immortal-level sinner!"