The answer to this question would soon be revealed.
Fan Lang ended the slaughtering feast and fed the enormous pile of corpses to the Golden Sun War Lion, letting it eat slowly within the Independent Space.
Afterward, he teleported away and made his way to the location of the demon race's Inheritance Stone Tablet.
This was an abyss stretching thousands of zhang deep. The Inheritance Monument stood firmly at its bottom, exuding an ancient, weathered aura.
This Inheritance Monument recorded a Fourteen-Star Grade demon race cultivation art called the "Extreme Evil Demon God Art." Its power and value were no less than Chaotic Swordplay.
Demon Luo Tian had arrived long ago. He sat cross-legged in midair, Demonic Qi swirling around him, his aura powerful and majestic enough to rival an army of thousands.
Many demon race corpses lay scattered all around him, all killed by Demon Luo Tian. He had come here to comprehend the art and found the other demons obstructive, so he slaughtered them all.
Fan Lang teleported in, bringing boundless Buddhist light that illuminated the abyss as brightly as day.
The Buddhist light shone upon everything nearby, yet it could not illuminate Demon Luo Tian. His entire body remained shrouded in black Demonic Qi.
Demon Luo Tian raised his head and looked at Fan Lang in the distance, sneering. "Though I've been sitting here, I saw everything you just did clearly. You killed far more demons than I killed people these past few days."
"So what?" Fan Lang said calmly.
"It is a sin for demons to kill people, and it is equally a sin for people to kill demons. You, a human, bear even graver sins than I, a Demon King."
"When you were killing people before, did I jump out and babble accusations at you?