"You're asking for death!"
The Spiked Demon shouted, “You’re courting death!” then lunged at Zhang Hongxing without the slightest hesitation. In combat, its entire body curled up like a hedgehog, spinning through the air straight toward Zhang Hongxing’s face.
His physical strength had definitely reached the peak of Heaven Tier, and the cold gleam on his spikes suggested they were very likely coated in deadly poison.
He had singled out Zhang Hongxing, clearly intending to take down the leader first.
But Zhang Hongxing had no need to act himself.
Standing before him, One Sword Immortal formed a sword seal with one hand and sent a Flying Sword at the incoming Spiked Demon. The moment the sword appeared, even the surrounding air seemed to tighten.
In the blink of an eye, the Flying Sword struck the spinning Spiked Demon.
And pierced straight through him.
"City lord!"
"How is that possible? That human's Flying Sword actually pierced the city lord's body!"
“Demon Lord above, what sort of monsters have we run into?”
With the Spiked Demon city lord killed on the spot by One Sword Immortal, the remaining Spiked Demons stood stunned. In all their tens of thousands of years of memories, nothing like this had ever happened.
As far as they remembered, humans had always been incredibly weak.
They had always been creatures the demons could torment at will.
Yet now, it was as though their positions had been reversed.
“Now, you have two choices. First, sign a Soul Master-Servant Contract with us and serve us from this day forward. Second, follow in your city lord’s footsteps.”
Smiling, Zhang Hongxing delivered his ultimatum to the remaining Spiked Demons. In the end, fewer than a handful dared to embrace an honorable death. Most chose to sign a Master-Servant Contract.
Faced with death,