"Alright, I agree to your request."
When Ren Feifan gave his answer, an unprecedentedly relieved smile appeared on the Demon King's face.
It was the first time Ren Feifan had seen the Demon King smile so sincerely.
The Demon King glanced at Ren Feifan, his eyes carrying a special sense of expectation.
"Thank you," the Demon King said.
Ren Feifan was surprised that the Demon King uttered those two words.
Such a powerful figure who once commanded countless demonic armies, and was revered as the Demon Lord who could destroy the heavens, was now thanking him.
Thanking someone in the Secular Realm—a person he would barely notice.
The thought alone sent chills down Ren Feifan's spine.
This was no longer the Demon King he once knew.
The Demon King turned and walked towards the second inheritance Stone Pillar, his figure seeming forlorn.
Even Feng Qingyang, standing nearby, was moved.
Some emotions could only be understood upon reaching the pinnacle of existence.
