No matter how much the Abyssal Demon cried and begged, Pang Jian remained utterly unmoved.0

His golden divine sense completely erased all the Abyssal Demon's demonic wills within the sword. 0

The insidious, cunning Abyssal Demon could regenerate through the evil thoughts of others as long as even a sliver of its demonic will remained.0

It could only truly die when all its demonic wills were destroyed, and Pang Jian was determined to do so this time!0

The Abyssal Demon had refused to cooperate and even repeatedly schemed against him, making it a liability to keep around. Killing it was the only way to calm the anger in his heart.0

When the boundless darkness faded, Wu Yuan saw Pang Jian covered in blood while holding his sword. 0

"Pang Jian, are you alright?" Then, more cautiously, he asked, "Are you…still Pang Jian?"0

The image of Hong Qiming being taken over was still fresh in Wu Yuan's mind and he was uncertain if the same had happened to Pang Jian.0

"I'm fine. The sword is useless now."0

Pang Jian dropped to the ground with a heavy thud and slowly reabsorbed the Thunder Pool into his...0