Moments later.
The infinite fluctuations of magic were felt by everyone present, even the Celestial Corpse felt a little shock.
This kind of intensity in magic?
What's going on with this guy, isn't he still in the First Transformation?
How could he erupt with such terrifying magic fluctuations, when the sky was originally just two colors of gold and black?
Now there is another aura—explosive and vast—the whole ground seemed to be trembling.
The fluctuations it unleashed might not mean much to those of Tier Nine, since they could achieve that with a casual strike.
But this was achieved by someone not yet in the Second Transformation.
Which means, to some extent, the 'casual strike' of the magic caster has reached their level.
Dugu Yan and Fang Qingluan exchanged glances.
Both saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Previously, they thought the Empress and her allies were at their limit when they surrounded the Blood Corpse King.
