"Ye Zhen, where is that Sacred Priest who was with you?" Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun asked bluntly, but it was also a test.
Ye Zhen let out a booming laugh and abruptly drew the Sunset Divine Bow once more. "Why would I need the Sacred Priest to deal with the likes of you?"
The Sunset Divine Bow was drawn into a full moon again, directly frightening the Devil Race Dao Realm and World King Realm experts still within three thousand meters of Yunzhou City into retreating in terror.
As for the Mystic Palace Realm mid-ranking officers and ordinary Devil Race soldiers, every one of them was seized by fear, terrified that Ye Zhen would fail to find a target and give them a vicious shot instead.
Seeing this, Ye Zhen, standing atop Yunzhou City's walls, laughed again.
"Devil Race scum, who dares battle me, Ye Zhen of Great Zhou?" Ye Zhen roared.
Not a single voice rose from the Devil Race camp opposite him.
Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun's expression turned incomparably ugly.
Especially the ordinary Devil Race soldiers, who all turned to look behind them, wanting to see whether anyone would answer the challenge.
"No one?"
"You Devil Race scum, are you all gutless cowards? Is there anyone who dares fight me, Ye Zhen?" Ye Zhen roared again. As he roared, the Sunset Divine Bow in his hand flashed, releasing a shrill howl through the air.
The instant that tearing-air cry rang out, the Devil Race Dao Realm and World King Realm experts three thousand meters away were overcome with terror. One after another, they pushed their protective Spiritual Light, defensive treasures, and Secret Arts to their utmost limits.
Even before Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun, thirty layers of incomparably thick giant