As he spoke, Ling Youjie casually grabbed behind his back, and three bloody, mangled chunks of flesh were thrown out, rolling a few times on the ground before landing at Wang Zheng's feet.

Looking at the three pieces of flesh writhing like fetuses at his feet, Wang Zheng's expression remained unchanged.

However, the other party's nonchalant tone still inexplicably stirred up a sense of sadness in Young Master Wang's heart.

Even if, according to him, the mission failed, these were teammates who were supposed to be revived. Judging from his casual attitude, it was as if they were just some piece of trash being thrown at him.

Does this mean that Ling Youjie wasn't actually that concerned about reviving his teammate?

Thinking about this, Wang Zheng couldn't help but feel regretful. He felt that he also bore some responsibility for how things had turned out this way.

Although he didn't think that Ling Youjie's inability to resist the temptation of the Heavenly Demon was also his fault, he was still related to the cause of the incident.

Therefore, he had to put an end to it himself...

Now, the situation is very clear. It is obvious that Ling Youjie has been influenced and assimilated by the Heavenly Demon at some point, which is why he no longer looks like a human.

Regardless of his reasons or difficulties, the fact remains that he harmed so many civilians in Gushan Town.

Moreover, Wang Zheng was somewhat interested in Ling Youjie's current state. After all, although the other party had completely lost his human form, he did not seem to have the mental derangement that he usually experienced when possessed by a demon.

Not only do they speak and act with clear logic, but they also seem to have the freedom to choose what they want to do.

If he were truly possessed, he wouldn't have been able to hold out for so long and choose to take such a high risk to revive his teammates.

So, is this a new method of possession developed by researchers outside the realm, or is this the result of possession by a higher-level demon?

Despite his desire to uncover more information, Wang Zheng maintained a calm demeanor, revealing nothing, and then responded indifferently:

Do you think they would want to be resurrected by you in this way, by sacrificing other people?

Besides, you yourself have become this inhuman, ghostly creature. Even if they were resurrected, would they be the same as before? Or would they become your puppets?

Faced with Wang Zheng's question, Ling Youjie did not answer, but suddenly asked:

"When did you start to suspect me? I think I've been pretty good at pretending. Could you satisfy my little curiosity a little?"

Wang Zheng did not intend to answer this, but silently gathered a ball of Yin-Yang Divine Light in each of his hands, ready to make a move at any time.

"Before this, I'm wondering how I should address you. Calling you Brother Ling might not be appropriate anymore. I've had quite a few dealings with the Heavenly Demons, and I wonder who's in control now... or rather, have you completely merged?"

As he spoke, he activated his scanner again and scanned the area...

Wang Zheng started chatting with the demon who was clearly the culprit, while Zhu Jingxian wasn't really idle either.

While carefully observing the positions of the two, they were also secretly moving the ordinary people who had fallen into a coma.

While Wang Zheng was stalling for time, he quickly moved all the civilians to more remote locations...

To be honest, at the beginning, Master Zhu did not recognize the identity of the person opposite him.

It was only after overhearing their conversation that he realized the person opposite him was Wang Zheng's good friend with whom he always got together during his vacations.

At this moment, having exhausted most of her spiritual energy and wasted it saving so many people, she chose to give Wang Zheng face and let him handle it himself.

Of course, if Wang Zheng falls into a disadvantageous position or something unexpected happens, she will definitely still intervene.

However, after seeing that Wang Zheng was ready to make a move, the taciturn Master Zhu silently circled around behind Ling Youjie, cutting off his escape route.

Ling Youjie, standing at the entrance of the ancestral hall in Gushan Town, remained calm and composed when faced with the two men's encirclement.

He pretended not to hear Wang Zheng's words, but just as he was about to speak, he suddenly clutched his head and began to wail.

Perhaps the two sides did not fully integrate, or perhaps their consciousnesses clashed. Although he did not know what had happened to the other side, whatever the reason, it did not stop Wang Zheng from crippling him and then slowly interrogating him.

Young Master Wang has never been an indecisive person, and he certainly wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by.

Not to mention, even with his scanning perception, he still hasn't been able to see through the Heavenly Demon's true nature.

Therefore, the first move is now being made!

The opportunity was fleeting, but Young Master Wang seized it precisely. With a wave of his hand, two beams of annihilation divine light roared away, and he himself rushed forward, enveloped in the life-giving mystical light.

Just by looking at this demon, you can tell he's no low-level nobody. Even without looking at his appearance, you can clearly feel that he's not on the same level as the usual underlings just by his aura.

And indeed, it was just that. Relying solely on instinct and a sense of danger, the Heavenly Demon easily dodged Wang Zheng's sneak attack with divine light.

He managed to dodge the magical attack, but he couldn't completely avoid Wang Zheng, who was charging towards him and right in front of his face.

He could only raise his arm and bend his knee to block his vital points, and then let the fist, which was covered in mysterious light, slam heavily into his forearm.

"Boom—"

A deafening explosion suddenly resounded, and the once tall and majestic body of the Heavenly Demon was instantly torn into countless fragments.

Blood mist filled the air, and limbs flew everywhere. Half of his body had been blasted apart by this punch.

Under the illumination of the Xuan Guang technique, the pieces of flesh seemed to have been melted into wax, and a stench instantly filled every inch of the surrounding air.

At this moment, Wang Zheng, standing in the middle of the pool of blood, continued his momentum, and his fist, which landed in the air, produced a muffled explosion-like sound.

With a power boost of 446 points, the violent airflow even blasted a fan-shaped blank area out of the boundless black mist behind Ling Youjie.

The power of a single punch can dispel the clouds and reveal the sun.

The sunlight briefly shone down on the open ground again, and under Wang Zheng's all-out iron fist, such terrifying power was unleashed. All defenses seemed so pale and powerless, as weak as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

After a long pause, the mist above, accompanied by a violent backflow, erupted with a tremendous sound, and then the black mist once again enveloped the sky, plunging the summit of Lonely Mountain back into darkness...