"Seventh Crown Prince, did you like this gift of introduction?"
The huge words formed from corpses and blood were incomparably glaring when viewed from high above.
Especially to the Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun's accompanying guards and generals, those words were nothing less than provocation!
A provocation that knew neither heaven's height nor earth's depth!
Yet in Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun's eyes, they were like slaps across the face, striking his cheeks with resounding smacks.
Though news of the Demon Soul Realm had spread, very few knew the full details.
When Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun had suddenly changed his mind this time and personally led an army to attack Blood River Fortress, almost every Devil Race general had considered it another fit of his willfulness.
But only Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun himself knew that, after learning Ye Zhen was at Blood River Fortress, he had personally led his army here to avenge his blood-deep hatred.
The irony was that before he had avenged himself, Ye Zhen had already defeated him three times in a row.
And Ye Zhen had even named him directly, declaring this to be a gift of introduction for him.
That meant Ye Zhen already knew of his arrival and his purpose.
Before he could take revenge, his enemy had already slapped his face until it rang.
One could well imagine Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun's fury.
Veins bulged across his forehead. His single eye abruptly widened to its limit, and invisible Black Fiend energy suddenly poured forth from it.
Cough, cough!
Those two utterly ordinary coughs, at that instant, were like an evening drum and a morning bell, striking straight into the depths of Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun's mind.
The two words Prophet Demon Master Qi Hong had instructed him in—"restrain anger"—once