Ling Feng felt somewhat bored staying in the Royal Palace when the Demon King returned, looking as if someone had provoked him.

Yet Ling Feng was puzzled as to why the Demon King was at the Mysterious Lady’s place. After all, the first time he met the Demon King was there too!

Ling Feng seemed to have grasped something, but wisely chose not to ask.

"Father-in-law, is there something you want to tell me?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

The Demon King looked at Ling Feng: "Your cultivation has advanced quite well. In just one year, you’ve undergone earth-shattering changes. Not once in countless years of the Abyss Realm has anyone like you appeared!"

Ling Feng rubbed his nose: "Is Father-in-law complimenting me?"

"Compliment you?" The Demon King’s face darkened: "You think I’m complimenting you?"

Seeing the Demon King’s sudden change in attitude, Ling Feng was surprised. Is the Demon King learned in Sichuan opera face-changing, why the sudden shift?

"Do you know you’re already in great danger?" the Demon King shouted angrily: "In this world, nothing happens overnight, especially power and cultivation! I don’t know how many adventures you’ve had, and while they may boost your cultivation in the shortest time, they plant enormous risks!"

Ling Feng was taken aback. Is the Demon King advising him?

"The accumulation of foundation and the gradual increase in power is a slow process, and any attempt against this bears great risks. The faster you rise in power, the greater the risks!" the Demon King stared at Ling Feng: "In just one year, you’ve nearly jumped from the Early Stage of the Azure Sky Realm straight to the Half-step Immortal Realm. Do you know how many people spend tens of thousands of years and cannot break through?"

"Do you know how many are peerless geniuses or have rare adventures yet still fail to break through that barrier, even intentionally holding back?! You think they are fools?" the Demon King said sternly.

Ling Feng frowned. Though his progress within a year was indeed quick, he felt nothing inappropriate, and had even defeated the Holy Spirit King before this. Could the Demon King be exaggerating? 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The Demon King took a deep breath and said: "If not for you being Yunxuan’s husband, I wouldn’t bother telling you this! I know you have other matters in the Ancient Ruins, but you must pause everything. You need at least a thousand years to digest your current realm."

"The Half-step Immortal Realm is vast and extraordinary, and to fully comprehend it, several thousand years are essential!" the Demon King said lightly.

Ling Feng chuckled, shook his head, and replied: "Father-in-law, I know you mean well, but I’m sorry, I refuse!"

"You refuse?" the Demon King squinted.

"Yes!" Ling Feng took a deep breath and said: "I know it’s for my good, but... I have important matters in the Ancient Ruins, and Earth needs me. I can’t selfishly cultivate here for a thousand years; I just can’t!"

The Demon King was somewhat angry: "The Ancient Ruins are nothing but a Forsaken Land, what matters could be so important? As for Earth, if you’d like, I can send the Abyssal Legion to Earth, ensuring no harm comes to it."

"And I see potential in you. If you follow my guidance, stabilize your realm over a thousand years, the position of Demon King is yours!" the Demon King said seriously, looking at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was surprised, sensing sincerity and urgency in the Demon King’s speech.

"The Demon King’s words are true!" Ling Feng instantly realized, but didn’t understand why the Demon King had changed so drastically in one year, promising the throne and Earth’s protection?

Though Ling Feng wanted to believe the Demon King, the security was not of his own making, but built on castles in the air he couldn’t accept!

Moreover, even if the Demon King truly intended to pass the Abyss Realm to Ling Feng, he couldn’t abandon those in the Ancient Ruins and Earth; how could he cultivate peacefully for a thousand years?

If not for Earth’s crisis, Ling Feng wouldn’t have gone so far from his Hometown. What use is power without sharing days and nights with loved ones for happiness and joy?

"Father-in-law, I may disappoint you!" Ling Feng exhaled, saying: "I must do what I’m set to do. And I don’t feel my foundation is unstable."

"Is that so?" the Demon King looked at Ling Feng: "Shall we have a contest?"

"A contest? What kind?" Ling Feng was puzzled.

"I’ll suppress my cultivation to the Half-step Immortal Realm, then we’ll compete. I’ll pinpoint your shortcomings!" the Demon King said proudly: "From my view, you’re no more powerful than a master at the Pinnacle of the Azure Sky Realm!"

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, dissatisfied with the Demon King’s belittling, having confidence in his current condition!

"Seems you aren’t convinced!" the Demon King smiled: "Then let’s compete. If you win, I’ll not interfere in your actions! But if I win, you must heed my advice, deal?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, stating: "Since Father-in-law is so enthusiastic, we can compete, but I must say that regardless of the outcome, I won’t abandon my decision! Moreover, I’ve comprehended the Origin Power, Father-in-law. If you underestimate me, you’ll pay the price."

The Demon King smiled: "I know, but I’ll show you, Ling Feng, the older the ginger, the spicier. There are flaws you might not see, but I’ll reveal them to you!"

Soon, the Demon King guided Ling Feng to the Martial Training Camp, where a grand Practice Field lay.

Learning the Demon King and Imperial Son-in-law were about to duel thrilled the entire camp, many eager to witness their prowess. However, due to their high realms, the duel wasn’t public, yet many camp masters awaited the result outside the Practice Field.

The Demon King personally reinforced the Practice Field’s Barrier, considering their might could destroy the arena easily.

"Ling Feng, are you ready?" The Demon King stood in the center of the field, calmly facing Ling Feng.