339 A Drop of Blood

"What is that?" The six excited Senators suddenly saw a figure appear within the resplendent Holy Brilliance—it was right in front of the statue.

The noble woman stared at Wang Mingyuan who was before the holy statue and said in surprise, "That's… Wang Mingyuan… No… That aura… Why does it feel like a dimensional creature…"

"What is he trying to do?" The middle-aged man frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Naturally, no one could answer his question. They didn't know what Wang Mingyuan wanted to do. They even believed that Wang Mingyuan should already be dead. No human could survive the Holy Brilliance—he should have been purified a long time ago.

Shen Yuchi's expression was also changing at the same time. He had an extremely ominous feeling, as if something terrible was about to happen.