The Lingming Deer King, fallen!
With the enormous deer head rolling to the ground, the aura of this Great Demon quickly faded away until it vanished completely.
It seemed as though from the beginning to the end, it never realized that it would be beheaded by Qin Zheng here.
Even at the moment before its fall, the thought lingering in its mind was that it could not let Qin Zheng escape.
Unfortunately, it was incapable of achieving that.
Qin Zheng's chest rose and fell slightly, as he exchanged large amounts of air with the outside world while his lungs contracted.
He could feel that this Deer Demon was probably the limit of his current battle power.
If the opponent had been any stronger, perhaps he would not have been able to slay it.
Qin Zheng stared at the enormous body of the Deer Demon below him, took a few steps forward, came next to the deer's head, and wielded his sword to extract the Demon Core.
