"Tell me, where is the Demon King? Otherwise, I won't be able to resist using this blade to pierce your body."
After forcibly pulling back the phantom existence, Wang Zhifan pointed the incredibly powerful Time Blade at the bewildered phantom, threatening it to divulge the needed information.
"Human, I'm surprised you can hold me, but my principles won't change—I only make fair trades... "
Perhaps shocked by Wang Zhifan's displayed tactics, the creature seemed less enraged than before, yet it still exhibited a facade of extreme guile, attempting to negotiate with Wang Zhifan.
"Oh, go to hell!"
Wang Zhifan had no patience to continue dealing with its nonsense, stabbing the phantom figure with his blade before it could finish speaking, causing the projection-like entity to twist its face and utter a cry of pain.
