117 Just Come At Me, I, Fang Chang, Am Fearless!

Zhang Yunting's persuasion attempt did not appease Fang Chang's anger. Instead, the rage on his rugged face became more visible.

"Junior Brother, don't stop me. Not only did this guy steal your Saint position using the ancestors' rules, but he even dared to cover Junior Sister Yunxi!

"In the cultivation world, both should see eye to eye for finding a partner! Using the ancestors' rules to force Junior Sister Yunxi to become his Dao companion, can he still be called a man?

"Today, I, Fang Chang, must teach that lecher a proper lesson and make him know the consequences of bullying Junior Sister Yunxi!"

While speaking, Fang Chang had already charged toward the Saint Mountain's protective array like a reddish-gold meteor.

Upon facing the protective array's faint light curtain, he did not stop at all and directly collided with it head-on.