Ling Feng's heart trembled slightly because of what Hai Lingxiang said. Back in Heavenly Demon City, it had been him who first taught Hai Lingxiang the word friend. "Between a man and a woman, must there only be romance? Can there not be friendship too? We are friends, are we not?" This was what he had told her when he rescued her from Kuang Niu, the young master of the Minotaur Clan. She still remembered those words. Ling Feng clenched his fists at the thought. Why must humans and the demon race slaughter each other? Humans had their own lands and the demon race had its own domain. They could have coexisted in peace. This war had started only because of the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor's selfish desire. As the Black Jiao Demon King lunged toward her, Hai Lingxiang stood her ground, making no move to evade. She refused to fight Ling Feng. She refused to lead her people to battle her own benefactor. Perhaps death was not the worst choice for her. "This foolish woman!" Ling Feng clenched his fists tighter and shot forward like an arrow. He shouted with force, "Despicable Donkey, get out here now!" A dark radiance flashed and a black shadow dropped from the sky. A giant palm struck down from above. Black Jiao Demon King froze in place. His body slammed into the ground as the earth sank beneath him. He foamed at the mouth with blood spilling from his seven orifices. "E-Em... Emperor level!" Despair filled Black Jiao Demon King's eyes. A mere demon king had no more power to resist before an emperor level expert than a toddler learning to walk. "Hehe. At least you know who you are dealing with!" The black donkey flipped in midair and landed with exaggerated style. He performed a move he called Falcon Descending and made it look as showy as possible. He sat directly on the Black Jiao Demon King's head. He crossed one leg over the other and showed clear disdain. He frowned and spoke. "Look at you, you stinking snake. What are these horns doing on your head? They are poking my backside!" As he spoke, Despicable Donkey grabbed each horn. He gave a sharp tug and a loud crack rang out. He tore both horns off the Black Jiao Demon King's head. The demon king howled in agony. A shrill scream echoed in all directions. Fresh blood poured from the demon king's head. His eyes rolled back white. The pain almost killed him then and there. Ling Feng shook his head and stepped up to Hai Lingxiang. He sighed softly. "Princess Lingxiang, why put yourself through this." Hai Lingxiang stared straight at Ling Feng and bit her lip. "Lord Long Fei, I do not wish to be your enemy!" "I am not Long Fei. My real name is Ling Feng." Ling Feng gave a bitter smile. If Hai Lingxiang had fought by the Black Jiao Demon King's side, he would have killed them both. Even if she had stood aside and done nothing, Ling Feng could have found countless reasons to kill her. He could have claimed it was to keep secrets safe or to protect the human race. He could have justified it a thousand ways. But now, Hai Lingxiang has chosen to help him. He could not lie to himself. He could never bring himself to harm a woman like her, who remembered old bonds so deeply. Even if she was a demon! "I do not care what your real name is. In my heart you are my benefactor and my friend." Hai Lingxiang fixed her eyes on Ling Feng and spoke each word clearly with total seriousness. Ling Feng let out a long breath and looked at Hai Lingxiang. He truly did not know how to face her now. He never expected that the reinforcements sent to Blackwater Plains to help the Black Jiao Clan were the Lin Demon Clan. He never expected that their commander was Hai Lingxiang. Despicable Donkey shook his head and swaggered over to Ling Feng. He gave a wicked grin. "Hey Ling Feng, stop whispering sweet words. What do we do with this one? Why not stew him into soup?" He even licked his lips. "Water snake soup. I wonder how it tastes." The Black Jiao Demon King was already weak. When he heard Despicable Donkey say that, terror struck him so deeply that he fainted away. Ling Feng shot Despicable Donkey with a glare. His voice turned cold. "Do not talk nonsense. He is the chief of the Black Jiao Clan. We will keep him alive for now. He might still be useful." Ling Feng then looked at Hai Lingxiang and drew in a deep breath. His tone was calm but firm. "If possible, Princess Lingxiang, I hope your Lin Demon Clan will withdraw from this war. If not, if we meet again on the battlefield, I..." "You think our Lin Demon Clan wants to fight this war?" Hai Lingxiang's face showed a trace of helplessness. "Long Fei, do you know what happened after you left Heavenly Demon City? The Silver Wolf Demon Emperor quickly took over the lands that once belonged to the Qiongqi Demon Emperor. Small clans like ours had to submit to those greater demon clans just to survive inside Heavenly Demon City." "Soon after, the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor tore up the peace pact the Qiongqi Demon Emperor had signed in the past. All the smaller clans that were never under him before were forced to fight at the front lines. These days our Lin Demon Clan has lost so many of our kin. Do you really think we wish to fight humans?" Hai Lingxiang clenched her fists tight. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked so fragile yet so strong at the same time. Ling Feng finally understood. He took out a silk handkerchief and handed it to Hai Lingxiang. His voice was soft but carried weight. "So in the end, the true culprit is the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor." Hai Lingxiang took the handkerchief. A small warmth spread in her heart. Long Fei had become Ling Feng. A demon prince had become a human general. Yet when they met again, she still felt a spark of joy she could not explain. "This whole war is a mistake!" Ling Feng clenched his fists harder. His voice turned dark with hate. "Because of one being's selfish ambition, so many demons and human lives are thrown away. That Silver Wolf Demon Emperor deserves to die a thousand deaths!" A glint of killing intent flickered in Ling Feng's eyes. He stared at Hai Lingxiang and spoke coldly. "Princess Lingxiang, tell me where to find the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor. I will go and kill him myself!" With Despicable Donkey, Reality Reversal, his Chaotic True Form and the Reincarnation Heaven-Burying Sword Art, Ling Feng had about a thirty percent chance of taking the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor's head! "No. It is too dangerous." Hai Lingxiang grabbed Ling Feng's arm. Her voice turned urgent. "Long Fei, you have no chance to get near him. Even if you killed him, the demon race would never retreat just like that. If the demon emperor fell to a human assassination, many demon clans who hate this war would be enraged and launch an even larger war out of revenge!" Ling Feng frowned. He realized his anger had blinded him. He had not thought it through. "The only one who can stop this war is the Demon Ruler." Hai Lingxiang bit her lip hard and murmured to herself. "If the Demon Ruler gave the order, even the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor would have to retreat at once. But the Demon Ruler never concerns himself with these matters. It is impossible. This war cannot be stopped." "Wait. You said the Demon Ruler?" A wild thought flashed through Ling Feng's mind. He spoke without thinking. "Then let me meet your Demon Ruler. How about that?"