On the second day after slaying the Dark Demon King, Wang Zhifan found his target as he wished in a boundless desert: the Pallor Demon King, who controlled the power of all things' decay among the Seven Demon Kings.
Strictly speaking, he had not found this Demon King. The Demon King had come looking for him, demanding the core of the Law of Darkness in Wang Zhifan's possession.
For a moment, Wang Zhifan had indeed considered giving the core he had no use for to this Demon King—changing his partner, so to speak. After all, this Demon King felt far stronger than the two he had already encountered and might have been the strongest of the Seven Demon Kings.
But in the end, Wang Zhifan abandoned that idea. The reason was simple: he did not want this powerful Demon King to catch a ride on his coattails. He decided to give the Demon King a little hardship instead.
Thus, in the vast, endless desert, a world-shaking battle was about to erupt. The Pallor Demon King was utterly confident of taking down Wang Zhifan, who had rejected the demand, while Wang Zhifan was equally confident that he could kill this being wielding the power of time and space.
The Demon King, who resembled a handsome man with pallid skin, stood in the air above the desert and spoke arrogantly:
"Human, being able to defeat one of us is indeed enough for you to be proud of... But I am the strongest among the Demon Kings! I am an existence far beyond your shallow understanding of power! Since you refuse to submit to me, then become lowly dregs completely!"
After speaking, the handsome Pallor Demon King's bloodless lips curled into a wild grin. Invisible power of law rapidly expanded outward in a