"Sect Master, the Fang Family is just up ahead."
"I wonder if the Anti-Saint Alliance and the people from the Sacred Dao Academy have left."
"We'd better be careful."
As they drew closer to the Fang Family, Fang Yi's emotions grew increasingly complicated.
He desperately wanted to know how his family was doing, but he was also a little afraid to face whatever they might find.
"They're still here."
Still here?
"Sect Master, our Fang Family..."
Fang Yi looked at Chen Changan nervously, but couldn't bring himself to finish.
Chen Changan knew what Fang Yi wanted to ask. He simply replied softly, "Some things, sooner or later, have to be faced."
"Sect Master, I understand."
Chen Changan hadn't said it outright, but his meaning was clear enough.
The Fang Family had been wiped out to the last person.
"Damn the Anti-Saint Alliance and the Sacred Dao Academy!"
"One day, I'll make them pay for what they did today," Fang Yi said coldly.
"That day will come."
By then, the battle between the Anti-Saint Alliance and the Sacred Dao Academy at the Fang Family had already reached a fever pitch.
The Fang Family grounds had become their battlefield.
"Someone's coming!"
Suddenly, the people from both the Anti-Saint Alliance and the Sacred Dao Academy sensed unfamiliar auras approaching—and there were a great many of them.
They had no choice but to stop fighting. Each side thought the newcomers were reinforcements for the other.
"Could that boy who escaped the Fang Family really have found people to help him?"
"So the Fang Family really was in league with the Anti-Saint Alliance. Damn them!"
When Chen Changan and his group arrived at the Fang Family, Fang Yi stared at the ruins before him, fury filling his eyes.
But the people from the Anti-Saint Alliance