When the War-Heaven Demon King saw three figures suddenly appear, he froze for a moment, then sneered endlessly.
He was a dignified Demon King. How could he be fooled by such tricks?
He held his battle-axe in one hand and waited for Zhang Yang's true body to appear.
With his other hand, he struck the radiant figure with a palm, instantly scattering it into smoke and ashes.
The War-Heaven Demon King had clearly seen that figure vanish, yet in a daze, he felt that a figure within his heart was also fading away.
Hm?
A dignified Demon King's "heart lake" had shown the other party's "figure"?
Suddenly, that radiant figure charged out from the "heart lake."
"Heh!"
The War-Heaven Demon King sneered. He wanted to use such a method to disrupt a Demon King's state of mind?
He was a Demon King!
His heart was hard as iron!
The figure that had just emerged from the heart lake was annihilated within his mind in an instant.
Yet that sigh stirred his state of mind, and he could not help sinking into thought.
What was that brat sighing about?
Did he have something he regretted?
Just then, the third figure's voice arrived.
The War-Heaven Demon King could not help freezing for a moment, asking himself a question.
Did he have any regrets?
How could such a long life possibly be without a single regret?
The moment he began thinking this, his heart was suddenly seized by alarm.
Wasn't he fighting that brat?
What was he thinking about?
He hurriedly gathered his focus, forcibly stopping himself from considering anything else.
Space rippled, and another Zhang Yang appeared. Wielding the Flame Spear, he swept up blossoms of flame and thrust a spear at the War-Heaven Demon King.
This was the true body!
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