That one sentence from Li Tianming had undoubtedly stabbed straight into the First Prince's greatest pain in life.
His already unsightly expression twisted into something even more hideous.
When Li Tianming's army, several times larger than theirs, had already formed a giant sphere around the Ashen Army, it was no longer just the First Prince whose face looked awful. Every supporter around him looked the same.
The Kanglong and Chen Palace factions were only part of them!
The First Prince and the Primordial Evil Demon had attacked the Source of Ten Thousand Evil Dreams together. This had been a victory everyone believed was assured. Everyone knew Emperor Yu had promised the First Prince something. Thus, accompanying him into battle this time had also been a journey to offer proof of loyalty to the future crown prince.
Apart from that batch of Tai Yu powerhouses captured at the Divine Tomb Seat, a great many of the remaining high-ranking Tai Yu officials and noble clans from Hunyuan Ji had come.
Those who had not come, such as the Saints of the Dao Law Division, were only a small minority.
And now, this entire group was surrounded in the endless starry sky outside the Source of Ten Thousand Evil Dreams by countless Eonic Gods. Though Eonic Gods differed enormously in size, most of those able to enter the Four Symbols Hunyuan Army, the Ten Thousand Evil Legion, or make a name for themselves within the Source of Ten Thousand Evil Dreams were colossal beings!
The sight alone had already left the Ashen Army suffocating.
Of course, hearing that the Zhao clan Illusory God cultivators led by the Third Prison Warden had gone through a rebellion, only to be suppressed in turn, undoubtedly drove them even deeper into despair!
"Is the First Prince still