Ren Feifan looked at the Demon King without a trace of doubt. After all, he had learned a great deal of the Swallowing Heaven Technique, and according to the old man's words, no one could possess him now! Agreeing to the Demon King wasn't really a big deal.
He guessed that by the time he was supposed to keep his promise, the Demon King would have been devoured by him long ago!
"Just speak, as long as it's not too much, I can agree to it," Ren Feifan said.
The Demon King's eyes shifted, turning into a stream of black mist and appearing in front of Ren Feifan, he further said, "This King wants you to go to the Northern Desolate Lands and look for a tomb for this King. The Spiritual Treasures within it will be yours, and I only want one thing."
In fact, the Demon King had long known that Ren Feifan had cultivated the Swallowing Heaven Technique. He knew he couldn't devour Ren Feifan's soul, even less take possession of his body!
Despite the anger in his heart, he was helpless.
