When Chen Xiaofei and the others grew excited, Saint Gu Yu and his companions looked stunned. They knew exactly what Fang Chen's move meant.
Everyone knew the Glazed Sword Sect and the Ye Family were mortal enemies. Until now, though, there had been no large-scale fighting between them, only clashes between top-tier Saints. Casualties on both sides had been few. Every clash had taken place in the Southern Wastes, and every person killed had belonged to the Ye Family.
This time, however, was the Glazed Sword Sect's first attack on the Ye Family since they had become mortal enemies.
Fang Chen had not told them what he planned, but no one intended to shift the blame. He was the pillar of the Glazed Sword Sect. Whatever he did, they would follow him wholeheartedly. He had a remarkable ability to bring people together; even those who had come aboard halfway from Longevity Valley were now utterly devoted to him.
"Ahem..."
Black Flame Saint coughed softly, signaling Chen Xiaofei and the others to quiet down.
They immediately held back their excitement and fell silent.
Saint Gu Yu asked, "Sect Master Black Flame, was what you just said true?"
Black Flame Saint gave a slight shake of his head, then waved his hand. The space above them in the Glazed Palace rippled, and images of Xuanhuang City's destruction appeared before everyone.
"Whoa, that's a lot of people!"
"It's the Ye Family Competition!"
"Holy crap! Ye Mian got blown straight off his feet!"
"Too bad that old dog Ye Mian didn't get blown to death!"
"Whoa, tens of millions of people, dead just like that. That's staggering!"
"Junior Uncle-Master is mighty!"
"Junior Uncle-Master is incredible!"
"Floating Immortal Elder is incredible!"
After seeing Xuanhuang City's destruction, Chen Xiaofei and the others grew even more excited,