Fang Che himself didn't know how many he had killed, he didn't keep count.
He didn't know what rank he could achieve.
In terms of numbers, considering fifteen thousand six hundred came in, halving within a few days after entering was certain.
Then there were those like himself who killed a remarkably high number.
Fang Che roughly estimated, it seemed that there were less than a hundred thousand people left in the mountains and forests now.
But that was still many!
Think about it, if these hundred thousand demons were to be released into the Jianghu…
"I must continue killing!"
As the combats continued, Fang Che felt his cultivation surging, as if he was approaching a bottleneck, a sense of breakthrough emerging constantly.
Thus, he immediately turned around and flew swiftly towards the Black Bear Cave.
It was safe over there.
He would break through first and then talk.
