The Demon King was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that after sending Wang Jian flying so far with a single blow, this guy would get back up so quickly.

Just as he was stunned, Wang Jian had already darted in front of him, raising his spear high and slashing down, aiming straight for the Demon King's face.

Faced with this fierce attack, the Demon King remained unperturbed, his eyes cold as he said, "No one can survive in my presence. It seems you'll have to experience it to understand the meaning of those words."

Wang Jian might not be able to understand just by talking about it, so the Demon King was prepared to personally let Wang Jian experience it firsthand.

After speaking, his eyes turned cold, and he raised his right claw to grab at the spear.

But in the next instant, the Demon King's expression changed drastically. As the spear fell, an immense force surged forth, and his claws were unable to withstand the powerful force, instantly being cleaved and sent flying.

The Demon King was completely dumbfounded. "What's going on?!"

You must know that this is his strongest form, and his physical strength is several times greater than before. He is an absolutely formidable being, and Wang Jian should not be able to harm him in the slightest.

But now his claws were so easily severed, which really baffled him.

On the city wall, the King of Turland, witnessing this scene, was utterly dumbfounded. "It's not the final form anymore, how could this be..."

Seeing the Demon King getting thoroughly beaten, he thought all hope was lost.

But the Demon King was quite clever; he had a backup plan and created some kind of ultimate form.

Seeing how impressive it looked, the King of Turkey suddenly felt hopeful again.

But good heavens, it looked like a showpiece, all show and no substance. It looked so fierce, but its claws were chopped off by Wang Jian, which really dumbfounded the King of Turkey.

After the initial shock, the Demon King looked at Wang Jian with a complicated expression, "Impossible! How could a mere mortal possess such power!"

Before he finished speaking, he moved, leaping forward and instantly arriving in front of Wang Jian. His sharp claws whistled out, aiming straight for Wang Jian's face.

This thrust was incredibly powerful, causing the surrounding winds and clouds to surge violently, which was truly terrifying.

Faced with the whistling claws, Wang Jian's eyes were cold. He raised his spear and held it horizontally in front of him, like an unshakable mountain. The claws could not advance even an inch further.

Wang Jian stared coldly at the Demon King, "No matter what form we take, the initial gap in strength between us is insurmountable."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed hard, and a surge of violent power erupted, causing the Demon King to stagger backward.

Wang Jian seized the opportunity, leaping forward to the Demon King. He then swung his spear, smashing it directly into the Demon King's chest and slamming him to the ground.

"Boom!"

The powerful impact instantly created a deafening roar, and as the earth trembled violently, billowing dust surged out like a tidal wave.

"boom!"

"boom!"

All that could be heard from within the dust was a constant knocking sound, and the earth trembled again and again.

After several sounds, the noise stopped, and as the dust slowly settled, people were finally able to see what was inside.

The Demon King was lying on the ground, covered in wounds, looking like he was on the verge of death.

Wang Jian stood beside him, holding a long spear, his face showing little emotion.

Seeing this, the King of Turkey was dumbfounded and speechless.

The Turkish minister panicked, exclaiming, "It's over! The Demon King has been defeated!"

"We can't even defeat the Demon King, what are we going to do?!"

"I told you we should have surrendered back then, why didn't you listen!"

This time, faced with words of surrender, the King of Turkey did not refute them, but instead slumped to the ground.

The Demon King lay on the ground, looking at Wang Jian with a complicated expression, "How do you possess such formidable power?"

He never expected that he, a dignified demon king, was someone that even the combined might of several powerful nations couldn't do anything to.

At this moment, however, he was beaten to near death by Wang Jian.

Wang Jian's eyes were indifferent. "In my country, my combat strength is not even in the top three."

He wasn't being modest; it was simply the truth.

Leaving aside others, just look at those princes; they are all terrifying beings, their combat strength completely beyond the reach of others.

Faced with such formidable power, even the battle-hardened Wang Jian was not very confident that he could defeat them.

The Demon King's eyes widened. "Can't even make the top three?!"

After a moment of shock, he came to his senses, his eyes beginning to dim. "So we provoked such a terrifying being. Then our defeat was not unjust."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body began to slowly dissipate, turning into wisps of black smoke that drifted into the air.

Wang Jian looked up at the city wall, "Attack the city!"

At a command, the imperial cavalry charged forward and breached the city walls in less than half an hour.

Without the Demon King's protection, the Turran army was naturally no match for them.

The King of Turkey and his ministers were all taken prisoner and made to kneel on the ground in a row.

Wang Jian's cold gaze swept over the crowd. "No one escaped, right?"

A lieutenant stepped forward and said, "The city is completely surrounded; not even a fly can get out."

The King of Turkey knelt on the ground and looked at Wang Jian. "Your Majesty, Turkey is willing to surrender and serve as your dogs from now on, as long as you spare our lives!"

Now that he's facing a life-or-death situation, he can't care about saving face anymore.

Several Turkish ministers standing nearby quickly echoed this sentiment, kowtowing repeatedly, hoping to get a chance.

Wang Jian stared at him with icy eyes, "I already gave you a chance, but you were too stupid to waste it."

If Turkey had surrendered obediently before and hadn't gone through all this trouble, there wouldn't be so much commotion now.

Upon hearing this, the King of Turkey turned ashen-faced and was speechless for a moment.

If he had known these guys were so powerful, that they could even kill the Demon King, he wouldn't have dared to resist even if it meant death.

The Turkish minister said, "This is all the king's will; we intend to surrender!"

"Yes, Your Majesty is stubbornly persistent!"

"It's none of our business! The king insists on not surrendering, so we have no choice but to obey!"

Wang Jian looked at the group and said, "Stop calling me 'Great King'! I dare not accept that title!"

The King of Turkey was taken aback. "Someone as powerful as you isn't the King?!"

Wang Jian looked towards the city gate, "On our side, he should become emperor!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a loud voice rang out, "His Majesty has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, the Imperial cavalry quickly made way, and everyone bowed slightly and clasped their hands in greeting.

The King of Turkey turned his head and saw a tall, imposing man with a stern face slowly walking towards him.

No one dared to look him in the eye; one could tell at a glance that the man was extraordinary.

Even from a distance, he could sense the man's extraordinary bearing, especially his eyes, which held a cold indifference that disdained all living beings, inspiring awe in those who looked down upon him.

The King of Turkey had mixed feelings. "Is this the emperor I've been looking to challenge?"

For a moment, he found himself somewhat ridiculous.