Cheng Ziang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his heart was unable to be at ease, the muscles on his face twitching. Unable to hold back his anger, he gritted his teeth and shouted fiercely, "Go to hell for me!"
With his command, a massive amount of magic power poured down, Zhang Yi and the Ghost Granny widened their eyes, watching helplessly as this intensely bright magic power came crashing down on them.
No one can withstand such intense magic power, not even a Magic Conductor or a high-level Cultivator. The human body's endurance limit dictates that relying solely on the physical body cannot maximize the power of magic.
The cascading magic power fell like a waterfall, transforming into a viscous liquid state, and upon hitting the ground, it immediately evaporated and vaporized, dispersing back into the atmosphere, losing its radiance.
