How could a mere statue make an ancient god yield!? As his ancient god power filled his body, Wang Lin stood up straight. His eyes were like lightning as he met the gaze of the statue for a second time!
He felt a rumbling in his mind that spread across his body. While his body trembled, his eyes revealed an unyielding gaze.
"There is nothing that can make ancient gods yield! The heavens can't, the laws of the world can't, and you also can't!" The ancient god stars rapidly rotated between Wang Lin's eyebrows, and popping sound could be heard from inside his body. Although he didn't grow into his true ancient god form, the strength of his body increased rapidly.
His powerful body allowed more ancient god power to fill him. Wang Lin was able to stand there like mountain as an unyielding aura erupted from his body.
This aura resisted the suppression the statue released!
Silent ripples echoed, forming a storm that swept through the hall, causing Wang Lin to retreat once more.