"Let me ask you one more time—what demon are you exactly, and where do you come from?"
The medieval demon Elvis narrowed his eyes and stared at Xia Ping. He was beginning to find the demon before him mysterious. Though he came from some backwater hell plane, his power was anything but ordinary. Perhaps he had some special connection to an ancient great power from a higher hell plane. Otherwise, how could a mere early ancient demon contend against a medieval demon like himself?
It was simply inconceivable, and he could not help but doubt this demon's identity.
"My name is Fengdu, Lord of Burning Hell."
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back. "But are you really a medieval demon who has comprehended the Laws of Time? Why are you so weak that you can't even shake my Spatial Domain? Don't tell me you're some counterfeit who only broke through by pure luck?"
He looked at Elvis with some suspicion.
"Bullshit!"
How could Elvis endure Xia Ping's suspicious, contemptuous gaze? He immediately cursed, "You're the counterfeit! Your whole fucking family is counterfeit goods! Who the hell are you calling fake?
"Don't think you can swagger around just because your Spatial Domain is a little bigger. The might of a medieval demon is beyond the imagination of a country bumpkin demon like you.
"Even if Time Stasis can't restrain you, do you think these are the only methods I possess as a medieval demon? Killing you will merely take a little more effort. Die!"
Humiliated and enraged, he immediately charged at Xia Ping.
Whoosh!
The moment his words fell, the medieval demon Elvis flashed and vanished from where he stood.
Time Acceleration!
This was an ability of the Time Domain unique to medieval demons. Not only could they temporarily