Another day passed. Xia Ping rested here for the day and, while he was at it, ate the Thunder Ape for dinner. He roasted it thoroughly, its fragrance wafting for miles.
It had to be said that this Thunder Ape truly deserved its Demon King bloodline. Who knew how many good things it had eaten in its life? Its flesh and blood contained the essence of spiritual medicines; it was equivalent to a treasure herb several hundred years old, and its medicinal potency was exceptionally strong.
After he consumed it, the Sun Furnace rapidly refined it. Xia Ping's true essence swelled greatly, madly absorbed by the cells throughout his body. He broke through another meridian, and his strength increased.
But because the Thunder Ape was so enormous, he could not finish it all at once, so he tossed the rest into his Space Ring for temporary storage. Since he would be staying here for about another two months, he had to stockpile some food.
"Let's go."
After eating and drinking his fill, Xia Ping immediately gave the order. The Doom Crow and the other demons followed behind him, and before long they arrived before the mountain gate of the Heavenly Demon Graveyard.
At once, the many demons and human elites present all looked toward Xia Ping. Yesterday's battle had thoroughly made his name known. Even if they did not fear him, none dared underestimate him again.
His prestige had been carved out through slaughter.
"What's going on? Why are Metal Tiger, Widow Spider, and Corpse-Devouring Vulture all following behind that human so obediently?" One demon immediately noticed Metal Tiger and the others behind Xia Ping.
It found this deeply strange. Demons like Metal Tiger were famously unruly, yet now they were so docile, like battle servants. It was far too