The primary reason was that the difference in Wang Zijia's cultivation and ranking was too great, and he was still in the opponent's body, which was the home ground.
Fortunately, although it was difficult, at least Wang Zijia was gaining the upper hand. No matter how the opponent struggled, they were still being slowly consumed by his power.
This tug-of-war lasted for who knows how long, until one day, the remnant soul in front of Wang Zijia suddenly began to tremble.
Along with its trembling, the golden silk threads spread throughout its body also began to flicker rapidly.
In the next instant, the demon's remnant soul abruptly opened its eyes, staring at Wang Zijia with a crazed look and bellowed, "You Zhang, don't go too far!"
Wang Zijia simply opened his eyes indifferently for a moment, paying no attention to the other's intent, and continued to exert force, carrying out the final erosion.
"What exactly do you want!"
