The Blood Ancestor coldly looked at Wang Lin. His finger didn't stop and continued to press down. The finger pressed down three inches from Wang Lin.
A loud bang echoed the sky. Wang Lin coughed out a mouthful of blood and his body flew away like a broken kite. In the air, his body flipped a few times before he landed on the ground, causing the ground under him to crack.
Wang Lin's body continued to back up. Every step he took would cause the ground to crack. After retreating 100 steps, he was finally able to stabilize his body. He was in an extremely sorry state and blood was coming out from the corner of his mouth.
There were countless cracks on the ground before him. It was like a sign of how powerful that finger was.
The Blood Ancestor took one step and arrived 100 steps away from Wang Lin. He calmly said, "I'll only give you three sentences!"