Looking towards the half-village ahead, swept empty and left only with broken walls, the man felt quite satisfied with the result.
He glanced at his own arm which was hot and steaming white, as if it had been roasted in a charcoal stove, the exposed muscle glowed golden-red.
Cen Dongsheng shook it slightly and found it still moveable, so he put his mind at ease.
His self-healing speed and strength were extremely astonishing now. This was only his second attempt, and he had already begun to adapt to this powerful force.
As this overburdening move was used repeatedly, the "load" limit of the man's body would naturally increase, until he could wield it at will.
"I can still continue."
Cen Dongsheng once again staggered as he flew into the sky.
"It's not practical to pick out ghosts one by one... Let's just smash the entire territory of Jiangtun Village into submersion."
...
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
