With the formidable power of the Soul Suppressing Inkstone, it merely smashed his head and left him dazed, spilling blood everywhere. Yet even so, he was wounded but not dead. If he regained his senses, it would take only a few breaths for him to activate his Mysterious Skill and be vigorous once more.
However, Zhang Yan had no intention of giving him a chance. With a swift motion of his fingers, the Star Sword Ball transformed into a streak of white light, circling the demon's neck dozens of times in the blink of an eye.
Unexpectedly, even Zhang Yan had not anticipated the toughness of this Demon King's neck bone; despite the sword ball's sharpness, all it produced was a nerve-grating friction sound. After several breaths, it managed to sever most of the neck, but by the time the Demon King awakened, it still might not have been enough to kill him.
