BZZZZT!!
A lightning-like magnetic aura erupted from Zhang Dongwei's body. The fat man in black's Celestial Demon True Form was scorched by this powerful field, emitting plumes of black smoke as its form rapidly turned ethereal.
"Kill him! Kill him! He's out of control! The master miscalculated—not even the Bloodline magnetic field can restrain him!"
The fat man in black's Celestial Demon True Form trembled violently. Its magnetic field shook the surrounding space with frenzied vibrations, letting out a sharp cry like that of a Demon Fiend.
Though he also suffered intense pain originating from the soul, it was perhaps only a tenth of what Zhang Dongwei endured. But he lacked Zhang Dongwei's iron will.
He knew that if this continued, his Celestial Demon True Form would be completely vaporized by the other's magnetic field, returning to nothingness.
Celestial Demons may have long lifespans, but that didn't mean they were truly immortal.
