A Deep Blood Feud

The Dark Devil Emperor burst into laughter, and the hundreds of beautiful men and women from various races around him immediately dropped to their knees in terror, trembling all over. There wasn't a trace left of their earlier flirtatious air.

They knew the Dark Devil Emperor's nature all too well. Whenever Darkness, the Dark Devil Emperor, laughed like that, a Bloody Storm was about to begin. The harder he laughed, the greater his bloodlust. And the first to suffer were usually those at his side.

"Hahaha, Zhong Liqing, Zhong Liqing! I don't know what got into you this time, to make you so bold." The Dark Devil Emperor stood naked, his imposing body exposed, and laughed with unrestrained glee. "If we'd met by chance, I might have been a little afraid of you. But you're stupid enough to come challenge me on my own turf. How could I let you leave alive? Hahaha! What a thrill! A grudge that's lasted millions of years is finally about to be avenged!"

His laughter made the young men and women turn even paler, their hearts and guts seized with terror. Their teeth chattered uncontrollably.

"What?" The Dark Devil Emperor noticed their fear and scowled. "I'm about to avenge my great feud, and you're not happy for me?"

"We're happy! We're all happy!" A string of trembling voices rang through the hall. They all forced smiles, but looked even worse than if they'd been crying.

"Good, good. Since everyone's happy, let's continue our celebration." The Dark Devil Emperor laughed madly, raised a hand, and sent out a stream of pure Dark Devil Qi. It swept up a woman with a tail, whose Demon Spirit Race origin was unclear. She screamed in agony.

But the more she suffered and the more pitifully she screamed, the