Wei Huan was dead!
The camp had fallen!
Fang Qianyuan had come charging down, too!
For the people of Central Province hiding in the rear, it was like living through a nightmare.
The terror of Tenth Transformation combat power lay in the fact that not only had their bodies and divine souls reached the limits of the Earth Rank, but even their minds and wills could influence the Great Dao of heaven and earth, interfering with the workings of its laws to a certain extent.
No matter how many ordinary experts came at them, they were no match.
The few fighters with Earth Rank combat power and the formation soldiers versed in combining their attacks through formations had all entered the fray, only to be reduced to dust and ashes under Fang Qianyuan's ferocious assault.
By then, he had exhausted his divine sense, but thanks to his innate gift, he still had considerable spirit essence and physical stamina left.
Little White, too, seemed tireless, rampaging wildly through the camp and venting her fury to her heart's content.
Had everyone not scattered and fled at the last moment, leaving Fang Qianyuan unable to be everywhere at once and pursue them all, the entire army might truly have been annihilated.
Even so, after Fang Qianyuan chased one fleeing group for hundreds of miles, he caught up with them without any suspense.
"Don't kill me! My grandfather is Elder Hong of the Spirit Taming Sect!"
A young nobleman in luxurious clothing stepped forward, his face filled with terror.
He had Ninth Transformation cultivation and was a typical young scion of outstanding talent.
"Never heard of him!" Fang Qianyuan gave a cold smile and swung his fan without mercy.
A frenzied storm slaughtered the entire group in an instant.
"Even Wei Huan has fallen.