Rubble and fire!
They filled the sky, falling like a torrential downpour.
Inside the palace carried by the giant tortoise, Xuan Xiao watched this scene, his gaze flickering slightly.
He had not expected Tang Fei of the Joyful Union Sect to refrain from kicking him while he was down.
Their primary enemy was indeed the descendant of the Celestial Demon Sect, but uniting in alliance was not the only way to deal with the Celestial Demon Sect's descendant.
Gu Song belonged to the Supreme God Sect, factions that naturally shared the same fundamental nature as the Demonic Path. They could enhance their cultivation by absorbing the bones of others.
The Joyful Union Sect likewise belonged to the Demonic Path; they were naturally no gentle souls, and lacked no secret arts to elevate their own strength by eliminating opponents.
Even though Xuan Xiao was not a man of the Demonic Path, he possessed methods for such cultivation advancement—he could boost his strength by plundered destiny from them.
Xuan Xiao cast a deep glance at Tang Fei, who stood poised in the void. His icy heart stirred ever so slightly, but fortunately, he had undergone a complete set of training for a dynastic successor, allowing his inner coldness to return at once.
Gu Song, standing to one side, looked at Tang Fei, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes. He certainly did not consider Tang Fei a good person, nor did he believe she had fallen for Xuan Xiao. Then, catching sight out of the corner of his eye of the Bronze Chariot resting quietly in the center of the plain, Gu Song's mind suddenly cleared. Of course!
Tang Fei lived through that battle.
*While the fool Xuan Xiao doesn't know the terror of the Celestial Demon, she once faced the