Wang Yang spun around, and the Long Spear whizzed past him, taking a piece of his garment with it.
Wang Yang's long spear was drawn out, and with one end, he thrust it ferociously toward Zhang Xun's helmeted head.
Dong!
The strike pierced right through Zhang Xun's helmet and head, his movements halted. Without pulling out the long spear, Wang Yang stepped on Long Spear, and leveraged the force to catapult himself into the air.
His left hand resembled the claw of a hawk, capturing its prey, a move Wang Yang emulated from the hunting style of an unknown eagle-like Mythical Beast from Primordial Continent.
Zhang Xun instinctively looked up, and Wang Yang's left hand, with fingers curled, gripped onto Zhang Xun's head, plunging deeply into his skull.
"Ahhhh!"
Zhang Xun let out a beast-like howl, chilling to anyone who heard it, but Wang Yang knew that Zhang Xun had become a true Demon and naturally, there was no semblance of morality left.