Everyone who heard Lord of the Night Demon say that, including Ning Zaifei, felt a chill in their hearts.
Pitiful? A perfectly good person just died like that? Listen to yourself—was that something a human being would say?
But everyone truly admired him as well.
Anyone could kill, but that kind of nerve belonged to the Night Demon.
That fellow really wasn't afraid of offending anyone.
These were people from the Feng Family!
He had killed more than a hundred with a single order?
The Feng Family had committed crimes; that much was true. Being killed under the sect regulations was only right. But once the dust settled, how could the Feng Family let it go? Yet then they thought about it... the one who had done this was the Night Demon...
And everyone suddenly felt that, for the Night Demon, this really didn't seem like a big deal. Whether there was one more Feng Family or one fewer Feng Family, it truly made little difference to him...
At most, it was merely adding a few more people to a number already in the millions.
Fang Che slept soundly that night.
Sun Wutian was staying right beside him, with Ning Zaifei next door. With two supreme bodyguards, Fang Che felt rather content: Yan Nan would only be this well protected, right? Thus, he began fearlessly comprehending martial arts.
First, he soaked his soul in dragon scales to nourish it.
His Divine Sense Space wrapped around several great spiritual medicines and all sorts of strange objects. He once again had the Five Tiger Generals soak in a large vat of Dragon Blood Ginseng Liquid...
Then he kept the Limitless True Scripture running at full force.
He circulated Illusory World Bright Heart, Illusion World Floating Pagoda, Nightmare Divine Art, and Night Demon