Ling Zhan gave a light wave of his hand, and the war spear that had flown out curved back. His eyes narrowed slightly, regret flickering in his pupils.
He had failed to keep the other man here...
It was not that he did not want to keep him, but that item had actually been an SSS-grade item.
That had made it impossible for Ling Zhan's spatial talent to interfere with the other party's escape.
Still, the results were decent...
He had slain a Myriad Swords Demon Sovereign.
Ding!!
[Notice: You have successfully slain the Myriad Swords Demon Sovereign!] [Thus far, you have slain a total of two Sovereigns of Ten Thousand Demons! Mission rewards have been upgraded!]
The system displayed its notification as well.
The skill Sun Flare truly countered the Ten Thousand Demons Race too severely.
Not even the Myriad Swords Demon Sovereign was an exception.
The reason the Ten Thousand Demons Race was so difficult to deal with was because their monster-like bodies possessed terrifying regenerative abilities and secret rebirth arts.
The higher the level of a Ten Thousand Demons Race member, the more times they could be reborn.
And the stronger their regenerative abilities became.
Put simply...
If he had not possessed the skill Sun Flare, the damage Ling Zhan dealt to the Myriad Swords Demon Sovereign would likely have fully healed in less than half a minute.
Otherwise, why would the Ten Thousand Demons Race have been able to endure for so many years against the Allied Legion of every nation?
They truly were not weak.
They were simply unlucky.
They had encountered Ling Zhan now.
And the skill Sun Flare was the Ten Thousand Demons Race's destined nemesis.
As long as they were touched by even a trace of black flame, they could