After that string of explosions, every advantage their Lair had was gone. Without those powerful Formations and gun emplacements, they had no way to withstand the Dragon Race fleet. The Dragon Race had sealed the space around them with the Heavenly Dragon Pearl, leaving them unable to tear open space and escape. They were trapped.
From the look of things, the Dragon Race intended to wipe them all out first.
The Evil Heart Demon Saint began to panic. Fear gripped him.
But it was already too late.
Aboard the warships, the West Sea Dragon Clan watched the Devil Race's stronghold explode just as they had been told it would. Fang Chen had merely snapped his fingers a few times, and the gun emplacements, Formations, and Barriers had all been destroyed.
Their fleet drove straight in without a single obstacle.
"Hahaha! Floating Immortal Fellow Daoist is incredible!"
"He is! I never imagined Floating Immortal Fellow Daoist was this powerful!"
The West Sea Dragon Clan's experts were beside themselves with excitement.
"Of course! Floating Immortal Fellow Daoist's strength is beyond anything we can fathom!"
The Dragon Warriors from the South Sea and East Sea had already witnessed Fang Chen's strength with their own eyes. Their admiration for him knew no bounds.
Seeing Fang Chen display his divine art once more, they were just as thrilled as ever.
During the assaults on the South Sea Demon Nest and the East Sea Devil Race's Lair, Fang Chen had detonated the Meteor Tears slowly, one step at a time. He had feared that setting them all off at once would frighten the devils into fleeing immediately.
Now things were different. The West Sea Dragon King had sealed the space around the devils' stronghold with the Heavenly Dragon Pearl. With no chance for them to flee,