Looking at the familiar faces before him, Fang Chen smiled and said, "Everyone, go back and cultivate. I doubt the Ye Family and those bald donkeys will dare come here again for a long time. I need to seize this chance to cultivate in seclusion, too, and strive to reach the Quasi-Emperor Realm as soon as possible!"
"Mm!"
Everyone nodded and promptly left.
They knew that although the Glazed Sword Sect was no longer in danger, its foundations and reserves still could not compare with those of the top powers—not without Fang Chen.
They all wanted to grow stronger as quickly as possible, so they could do their part the next time the sect faced danger.
Fang Chen turned to the Black Flame Saint, Yun Qianxue, and the others. "Uncle-Master Black Flame, Sect Master Yun, Uncle-Master Honghe... I've just finished a fierce battle. I need to cultivate in seclusion for a while!"
The Black Flame Saint and the others nodded. "Go ahead!"
Fang Chen cupped his hands to them in farewell, then left with Myna bird and the Chaos Heart-Devouring Worm.
"Damn it!"
In Xuanhuang Hall, back at the Ye Family, Ye Mian trembled with rage as he watched the images Ye Xun and the others had sent back.
The destruction of Xuanhuang City had already left the Ye Family seething. They had planned to wait for Li Changsheng to emerge from seclusion, then have him join forces with the Great Sun Buddha Emperor to kill Fang Chen. To everyone's shock, even together, the two had proved no match for him.
"How can Fang Chen be this strong?"
The Ye Family Members were furious. They could not accept this outcome, but they knew that if Li Changsheng and the Great Sun Buddha Emperor could not kill Fang Chen now, they