This sharp laughter, comparable to the Nine Nether Demon Sound of the First Demon, shook the divine soul of those who heard it.
Even the Black and White Sword Demon standing beside the First Demon had a change of expression.
The First Demon, shrouded in demonic qi, let out a cold snort, dispersing the Blood Ancestor's demonic sound with an invisible wave.
A massive wave of blood halted in front of the First Demon and his companion, with the surrounding waves of the Blood Prison churning madly. From within the massive wave appeared a blood figure.
This blood figure had no muscles, no bones, no skin or hair, as if formed entirely of blood.
The blood figure laughed and said, "With the arrival of the Demon Lord, the Blood Prison becomes resplendent. Please, Demon Lord, enter my Blood Palace and have a seat."
Upon hearing the Blood Ancestor invite him into the Blood Palace, the First Demon replied, "No need to sit. I came this time to discuss something with you."
