One Thousand And Five Hundred Heavenly Dao

The instant the talisman seal was removed, a stifling aura surged forth. In that moment, the youngster's aura and temperament completely changed. It was a profound feeling that was hard to describe. The two of them were just dots in this space created by the magic treasure, but the youngster left an impression that was hard to forget.

The short sleeves of his school shirt flapped freely in the wind, and the golden three-petaled flowers of the King's Eye appeared again. It was immeasurably profound, as if it could pierce through all of heaven with one glance, and it hit President Bai hard in the chest as he drowned in its pressure.

Wang Ling had yet to attack, and hadn't even moved. However, President Bai had already been sent flying by this pressure as he sprayed blood.

The talisman seal had been suppressing Wang Ling's original strength all this time.