"Fine."
Feng Yun agreed.
Because Night Demon had asked that question, Feng Yun instinctively assumed that Night Demon had probably already been told about the General Sect's actions by Yan Beihan.
So he agreed at once.
Little did he know that Fang Che had asked because of one thought: You're not giving me anything. What am I supposed to use to search?
Fang Che quietly entered the Night Demon Sect's headquarters.
He had originally been the Sect Leader and possessed the highest authority. Naturally, slipping in without making a sound was easy.
The Night Demon Sect had only seven people in total and had never recruited soldiers or gathered followers. With the Guardian Sect Array in place, they did not even need someone to guard the gate.
After entering, he was still over a thousand zhang from the main headquarters when he heard all kinds of "ha! ha!" shouts.
They carried a resolute air and a desperate momentum.
They sounded just like the cries produced when fighting to the death against an enemy with whom one shared an irreconcilable hatred.
Fang Che could not help becoming alert.
Could there actually be enemies inside the sect?
As he was thinking this, a deafening bang suddenly rang out. The mountains rumbled, and the echoes went on without end.
As Chief Fang had weathered countless battles and often delivered such blows himself, he could tell with a single listen whether a sound came from a fist striking someone's head, chest, or butt.
There would never be the slightest error!
And this thunderous bang had absolutely been produced by someone putting all their strength into slapping another person across the face!
The slap had actually created such an earthshaking commotion. The ferocity of the clash was obvious.
Just as he was thinking this, another