After Raising the Demon King, He Became the Leader of the Righteous Path

"My good disciple, I have passed on my lifelong cultivation to you as my master." I nodded with tears in my eyes, watching my master pass away with a smile on his face, and then I fed this century-old skill to the dying demon king at the foot of the mountain. The righteous sect was frightened and surrounded me, asking me why I had fallen so hard. I smiled and said nothing, just watching the Demon Lord standing with his sword across the sword, sweeping across the entire world of immortality by himself. When he came back covered in blood, he threw the storage ring in front of me that was filled with the scent of the enemy. "I will kill everything you want." All the immortals were frightened when they heard the news, but they didn't know that this cold and cruel demon king secretly loved to lie in my arms and beg for mercy.