Just as Ják was about to release his curse, a purple beam slashed across his back. Ják's movement froze as his raised hand stopped in midair. A head flew into the air with the splattering blood.
Not far behind Ják was a doll-like girl wearing purple armor. She was standing there with a purple-copper scabbard in her arms.
Thud!
Ják's beheaded corpse fell and the ancient sword returned to the sheath in Demonic Neonate's arms.
However, Zhou Wen didn't dare let his guard down. He continued staring intently at Ják's corpse, afraid that it would turn into a puppet.
