"Demon Emperor Second Crown Prince Zhui Ri?"
After reading the intelligence he had just obtained from Long Nu, Ye Zhen let out a cold laugh. The jade slip crumbled to powder in his hand.
From the jade slip, Ye Zhen had already learned the general course of events.
To be honest, even Ye Zhen could not see through Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun's actions.
Especially since this matter involved the Devil Race's internal struggle for the Demon Emperor's throne, making the situation a hundred times more complicated.
But Ye Zhen knew very clearly that what awaited him next would be even more frenzied retaliation and attacks.
Because whether it was Great Zhou or the Devil Race, that supreme throne was enough to drive any contender mad.
Now, killing Ye Zhen would win them Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun's submission and assistance, giving them a tremendous chance of ascending the throne and inheriting the position of Demon Emperor.
Under such temptation, it would be strange if Second Crown Prince Zhui Ri and Fifth Crown Prince Po Yue did not go mad.
The two of them would surely use every ounce of their strength to kill Ye Zhen and achieve their goal.
The pressure Ye Zhen would face in the future was easy to imagine.
Fortunately, the battle lines of the Millennial War had already fully unfolded, and the overall momentum of war had taken shape. Whether it was Second Crown Prince Zhui Ri or Fifth Crown Prince Po Yue, if they wanted to deal with Ye Zhen and attack Blood River Fortress, they would have to draw troops from every front.
Not only would moving troops take time, but pulling forces from battle lines that had already taken shape came with countless restrictions.
It could be said