"Fang Yuan..."
Li Chen's gaze chilled slightly, his Spirit-Particle-Converted Brain racing. Only after a long while did he gradually withdraw from that sorrowless, joyless state of Supreme Detachment from Emotion, allowing a measure of anger to emerge.
By now, Li Chen could control his emotions exceptionally well, but he deliberately preserved this anger and hatred. As though savoring the sweetness of fine wine, he let them spread through his consciousness.
"Just as well. One day, I'll finish him off myself!"
"If he doesn't dare invade again, then I'll go to the Righteous Qi Continent-to his Luli Academy!"
Previously, Li Chen had not understood why some Puppet Masters loathed Sword Cultivators so deeply that whenever they captured one, they insisted on turning them into a Sword Slave.
The source was probably a blood feud much like this one.
Now, merely the destruction of Guangyun and the loss of several million people had already made him hate this man, and even Luli Academy by association. If such hatred accumulated over generations, what would it become?
He Changnian glanced at him and said, "The fighting at the Golden Sun Gate is nearly decided as well. The enemy has realized something is wrong and begun to flee."
With Fang Yuan and the others out of contact, both Martial Emperor Yang Wuji and Star River Sword Immortal Kong Haoyuan had sensed something amiss. Naturally, Chi Zong and the others dared not linger either.
The Outer Dao's defeat was a foregone conclusion. Now was the time to press their advantage and pursue.
Li Chen came back to himself and ordered, "All forces, pursue!"
It was an order that let them hold their heads high and breathe freely. On the main battlefield, the secondary battlefield at the Golden Sun Gate, and throughout the various Blessed Lands, market