Yang Chen cursed the foolish Demon Soul silently.
There was no way Jiang Guangzheng could easily confirm it. If he wanted to, he would've done so already. But now, because of what he said, the enemy has confirmed it.
Unfortunately, the vast majority of beings from alien tribes have more innate gifts than humans, but their minds are still somewhat less sharp than humans'.
Well, to each their own strengths.
As he thought about this, Jiang Guangzheng burst into laughter.
"Hmph, I wasn't sure if my idea was true, but now that I see it, it's exactly as I expected. A mere demon soul, trying to play tricks and pretending to be a god, what do you plan to do with the Venerable King's body? Come out!" Jiang Guangzheng scolded angrily.
