Demon Lord Inner Realm: How to be Powerful

On the desolate domain of Abyss, a blood-red sun cast long, shadows across the barren wasteland. Hila, the Demon King, sprawled on the cracked rock training ground.

A guttural sigh escaped his lips, his black eyes fixed on the ominous sky.

"Hahh… It's not enough... I should be stronger..."

Tap! Tap! Tap! A sudden clatter shattered the silence.

Hila whipped his head around. His black eyes narrowed as a figure emerged from the swirling dust in the distance.

As the figure drew closer, Hila recognized the silhouette.

Hila rose to his full, imposing height, a scowl etched on his face. "What do you want, A?"

The figure stopped a few paces away, the crimson sun casting an even deeper cloak of darkness around him. A voice, raspy and laced with an otherworldly power, emanated from the shadows. "I have more information for you to grow faster, Demon King."