At that moment, Gu Ja-hwang realized something was wrong.

He didn�t feel any resistance from Pyo-wol�s body, which should have been pushed away by his Rotating Silk Force.

Instead, Pyo-wol�s figure vanished like a mirage.

�An illusion? Then where is he?�

Gu Ja-hwang�s eyes widened.

An illusion that deceived his senses completely?

Such a thing was impossible.

His senses weren�t that sloppy. Yet, such a thing actually happened.

Pyo-wol had fooled Gu Ja-hwang�s senses completely by using Demon Shadow Exchange.

It was then.

Swoosh!

Gu Ja-hwang felt a strange sensation on both of his shoulders.

When he turned his head, he saw an unfamiliar foot.

Pyo-wol had landed on his shoulder.

Gu Ja-hwang swung his fist to strike Pyo-wol off his shoulders. But at that moment, he felt a strange sensation in his neck.

�A qi thread?�

Gu Ja-hwang recognized it as the thread of qi that had been ensnaring his subordinates.

He strained his neck and shouted,

�Do you really think you can harm me with that?!�

Swish!

In an instant, his head was severed from his body and flew into the air.

What Pyo-wol had unleashed was not the Soul-Reaping Thread, but the Snake Qi Thread.

A thread of death, made up of solid qi, cut through Gu Ja-hwang�s flesh and bones.

Thud! Thud!

A head with its eyes wide open tumbled on the ground.

The expression on its face was filled with disbelief, as if it couldn�t believe its own death.

The head rolled across the ground and stopped before Pyo-wol�s feet.

Pyo-wol silently looked down, staring at Gu Ja-hwang�s face.

Life was gradually disappearing from Gu Ja-hwang�s bulging eyes.

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