They could not possibly remain huddled below, watching the show while ignoring Fang Xiao.
If things truly became impossible, then no matter the cost, they had to bring Fang Xiao back.
After all, seeking aid from the upper realm was simply too distant a prospect. They had placed all their hopes of surviving the Demon Tribulation upon Fang Xiao.
It could be said that Fang Xiao was not only their hope, but the hope of the entire Tianlan Sect. On a larger scale, he might even be the hope of the human race in the Taichang Realm.
There could be absolutely no mishap.
Yet Fang Xiao, whom they had thought still needed time to grow, now already possessed the strength to dominate the lower realm.
Naturally, Fang Xiao had also noticed the people following him, but he paid them no mind.
With absolute strength at his disposal, he had sufficient confidence that while destroying the enemy, he could ensure the safety of his own people.
Holding the Identity Token, Fang Xiao rushed out of the sect-protecting formation without the slightest obstruction.
The moment he stood outside the formation, the demonic clouds mixed with vast amounts of True Demonic Qi immediately detected his presence.
They stalled for a moment, then, like sharks catching the scent of blood, surged straight toward Fang Xiao.
Feeling the demonic clouds rushing toward him, Fang Xiao frowned slightly.
"Pitch-black and ugly as sin. What an eyesore."
Then, he merely revealed a trace of his aura, and the surging demonic clouds were instantly forced far away.
From afar, a vast untouched void had formed around Fang Xiao, free from contamination.
Seeing that Fang Xiao had not gone far, Ling Taichu and the others did not approach either. They all remained within the formation and watched.
Fang Xiao