"Alright!"
Fang Chen nodded slightly. He had thought that once he was strong enough to crush those Invincible Demon Saints, no one in the Devil Race could do anything to him unless the Qingtian Demon Emperor appeared. He had never expected the emperor to have twelve powerful Envoys under his command.
Fang Chen had thought he could sweep through the Devil Race's camps. Now, he dared not continue. It would be all too easy to fall into an ambush, as he had this time with the Flowing Light Emissary. Fortunately, in his panic, he had released the Goddess Mends the Heavens Manifestation. The Heaven Mending Goddess had acted and torn that Ancient Banner apart.
The memory of being pinned down by the Ancient Banner still left Fang Chen shaken. The Flowing Light Demon Saint he had faced this time ranked only in the middle of the Qingtian Demon Emperor's Twelve Emissaries. If the first-ranked Skeleton Emissary had come instead, Fang Chen might well have been doomed.
Before this, the Devil Race had not known how strong he was. After his clash with the Flowing Light Emissary, they knew. The next ambush would surely involve a stronger force—perhaps two emissaries, or even more.
Fang Chen was not especially afraid, though. He had been caught off guard because he had not known the Devil Race had anyone so powerful.
Rumble!
A powerful surge of energy suddenly rolled through the Floating Immortal Great Array. Fang Chen looked up. Dark clouds had blanketed the sky, and a crushing pressure descended, enveloping the entire array.
"Someone else is undergoing Tribulation Transcendence?"
Fang Chen frowned slightly. This happened often within the Floating Immortal Great Array.
"I'm fine now," Fang Chen told the people around him. "Thank you all for your concern. You should hurry back and