Chapter 433

Chapter 433: Sacrificing Oneself to Save Others

The sect disciples were all second-tier fighters. They possessed neither disposable treasures crafted by Semi-Immortals nor formidable combat strength. Even when wielding large treasure weapons, they could only contend with a few Silver Horn Demon Kings at most. Yet this time, each faced over a dozen Silver Horn Demon Kings along with hordes of demons.

Crucially, they lost their strategic advantage. Previously defending only frontal assaults, they now found themselves surrounded by demonic forces attacking from all directions.

Under such dire circumstances, how could they withstand the demon onslaught? The demon army swiftly slaughtered most of them. The survivors fought desperately to escape the encirclement, but became terrified fugitives fleeing without daring to turn back.

Thus, only three remained at the battlefield’s core: Fang Lie, Mo Lanyun, and Young Taoist Ming Yue.

These three displayed remarkable unity and combat power. Not only did they seal the Little Demon Chamber, but also eradicated all surrounding demons.

This dramatic reversal stabilized the Small Thousand World’s situation, raising hopes they might endure until the end!

Witnessing this, the observing powerhouses felt mixed astonishment, joy, and simmering jealousy. Should the righteous sects’ disciples succeed, they would claim immense rewards while others became mere spectators suffering losses—an unbearable outcome.

Yet their envy couldn’t translate into sabotage. With Mo Qianxun overseeing proceedings and the established pact binding them, they could only vent through sarcastic remarks:

"Impressive how Fang Lie used Great Thunder Sound Temple’s treasure to reverse the crisis!"

"The treasure belongs to Great Thunder Sound Temple, but the wielder’s from Mo Sect—how ironic!"

"Planting trees for others to enjoy? Serves those bald devils right!"

Knowing they couldn’t directly challenge Fang Lie, they sought to provoke conflict between Great Thunder Sound Temple and Mo Sect.

Though Bai Lian Chan Master seethed, his sect’s denial of the Man-Eating Demon Monk’s discipleship left him no grounds for protest. Still, he coldly interjected: "Celebrate prematurely? The demon Higher-ups surely detected the True Demon Blood’s presence. You think they’ll abandon it?"

His words sobered the crowd. Though Fang Lie had concealed the True Demon Blood’s energy, the revelation couldn’t be undone. Mirroring their own forces, the demon army’s Higher-ups—architects of this demon disaster—would relentlessly pursue this prize.

In the teleportation-blocked Small Thousand World, even Thunder Tribulation Immortals couldn’t transfer objects out, let alone Qi Sea cultivators. The demon Higher-ups would inevitably conclude the True Demon Blood remained within, triggering endless searches.

Golden Horn Demon Kings rivaling Thunder Tribulation Immortals coveted this treasure—even Supreme True Demons desired it. Abandonment was unthinkable.

As renewed tension gripped the observers, some questioned Fang Lie’s methods: "How did he mask the True Demon Blood’s resonance? Space devices prove useless against it!"

"Remarkable skill for his youth! Sect Leader Mo, enlighten us!"

Cornered, Mo Qianxun vaguely replied: "He didn’t conceal it—he returned the True Demon Blood to our sect."

"Spatial teleportation? Impossible!" protested a Thunder Tribulation Immortal. "Not even I could send a needle outward during the Little Demon Chamber’s activation!"

Mo Qianxun invoked his shield: "As Benevolence Token Lord, Fang Lie enjoys its protection. Peculiarities should surprise no one."

The Ninth-Rank Treasure mention silenced objections.

At that moment, the situation shifted anew below.

A Golden Horn Demon King suddenly appeared outside the Little Demon Chamber.

Clearly growing impatient after most dispatched Silver Horn Demon Kings had been destroyed, they simply sent Golden Horn Demon Kings of Thunder Tribulation Immortal level to scout!

Not just one, but several in quick succession!

These Golden Horn Demon Kings didn’t charge immediately. They hovered while scanning the area, desperately trying to sense any trace of True Demon Blood.

But despite their efforts, they detected nothing.

Enraged, they turned their attention to Fang Lie’s trio.

A massive demon with three-foot golden horns and a fifteen-foot frame roared, "Bratlings! Hand over the True Demon Blood and I might spare your lives!"

Multiple Golden Horn Demon Kings unleashed their terrifying aura simultaneously, attempting to intimidate the trio into submission.

Furious, Fang Lie hurled the Man-Eating Demon Monk forward – this sneaky artifact never failed him before!

Underestimating the Wind Tribulation-cultivation monk charging recklessly at them, the Golden Horn Demon Kings took offense. One angrily shot forth a black beam of Curse energy – an attack that could doom even Fire Tribulation Immortals to perpetual torment.

Yet it proved useless against the Man-Eating Demon Monk. An old monk’s Shadow materialized on his forehead, calmly chanting "Amitābha". Terrifying power instantly shredded the Golden Horn Demon Kings and surrounding demons alike.

Fang Lie’s heart sank as the old monk’s Shadow dissipated into glowing fragments after this final burst. He abandoned the now-useless Man-Eating Demon Monk to be torn apart by subsequent demons.

No time for regrets – this signaled grave danger. Why were high-level demons still coming without sensing True Demon Blood?

Young Taoist Ming Yue cried, "Senior Brother! Did you mishandle it?"

"I secured it properly!" Fang Lie retorted. "It’s back at Mo Sect! They can’t detect it across this distance!"

"Back at Mo Sect?!" Ming Yue gaped. "You performed spatial teleportation from here?!"

"Obviously!" Mo Lanyun snapped. "Notice the new Golden Horns detected nothing? Had they known Senior Brother had it, they’d have attacked immediately!"

"True enough!" Ming Yue shouted as more demons appeared. "Damn! My turn now!"

Having both expended precious Semi-Immortal treasures (especially Fang Lie’s reusable Semi-Immortal divine skill), Ming Yue couldn’t stay idle.

As fresh Golden Horn Demon Kings emerged, Ming Yue tossed a lotus leaf device exploding into green radiance. Every demon caught in this wood-element Divine Lightning Seal disintegrated instantly.

"The Great Yi Green Wood Divine Lightning Seal!" Mo Lanyun marveled. "Incredible forbidden magic!"

Ming Yue grinned humbly. "Still inferior to Senior Brother’s Tianlong Chant."

"Complimenting me or Great Thunder Sound Temple?" Fang Lie teased.

"Uh… both?" Ming Yue scratched his head. "But how’d you get their Semi-Immortal divine skills?"

"Mo Sect’s Higher-ups begrudge me everything." Fang Lie scoffed. "I steal what I need."

Mo Lanyun changed the subject uncomfortably. "Senior Brother! More keep coming! Are Golden Horns worthless? We’re running out of Semi-Immortal treasures!"

"Down to two myself!" Ming Yue wailed. "We’re doomed!"

"Not yet!" Fang Lie’s eyes narrowed. "We fight desperately now!"

"How?" Mo Lanyun pressed.

"Senior Brother’s orders!" Ming Yue pledged.

"Clear my path!" Fang Lie roared. "I’ll damn well sacrifice this Earth’s Magnetic Force Warship to blast the Little Demon Chamber’s Space Channel!"

He tossed his Eighth-rank earth’s magnetic force puppet and altar to Mo Lanyun. "Guard these!"

Then Fang Lie charged the warship straight toward the demonic rift.