"Begin!" Shen Ying hurried the demon. She wanted to go home to eat!
The Demon King wasted no time talking nonsense. He immediately conjured a seal. Ning Zi'an's expression changed and he looked as if he wanted to find somewhere to escape to. Just as he turned to run, an extreme pain shot through his entire body, forcing him to fall to his knees. He began to cramp up all over until he was rolled up into a ball. The black Qi surrounded his body and something floated out of him.
The Demon King stepped forward and reached out, pulling a ball of something out of Ning Zi'an's body. In his hand, he held a ball of something black with bits of red.
The black demonic scars on Ning Zi'an's face were now completely gone. His aura was much weaker than it was just moments before, and he looked extremely pale. He began to cough out blood. Shen Ying noticed that he no longer had the thick Immortal Qi surrounding his body like he did before.
