Chapter 508

Chapter 508: Meeting the Demon Weapons

When Fang Lie agreed, Mo Qianxun pretended to be serious and said, "What are you waiting for? Get to the teleportation hall immediately. There’s a specially prepared teleportation array there!"

"Got it!" Fang Lie responded instantly, turning around without hesitation.

Fang Lie’s current strength had reached formidable levels, and his Divine Phoenix Golden Wings reflected this growth. The 108,000 divine feathers each boosted his flight speed slightly, combining to make him swift as lightning!

From takeoff to vanishing at the horizon’s edge, less than a breath passed. This terrifying speed surpassed most Wind Tribulation Immortals and matched ordinary Fire Tribulation Immortals’ flight capabilities!

Achieving this without using any treasures – relying solely on his wings – made Fang Lie undoubtedly the fastest among younger cultivators, leaving spectators gaping in awe.

At this moment, Mo Qianxun suddenly covered his mouth, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.

The surrounding Thunder Tribulation Immortals likewise burst into chuckles, struggling to contain their amusement.

Curiosity getting the better of her, Mao Mao tugged Mo Qianxun’s sleeve. "Master, what’s so funny?"

"Nothing much," Mo Qianxun replied with a fox-like grin. "Just that fool Fang Lie rushed off without asking me for the secret method to activate the White Bone World-Breaking Gate!"

The Eighth-ranked White Bone World-Breaking Gate required coordinated activation – existing at one endpoint while needing a special altar and rituals at the destination. Though costly to construct, this altar already sat in Mo Qianxun’s possession.

Jealous of Fang Lie’s easy confidence, the patriarch had deliberately withheld this crucial information. The clueless youth had departed empty-handed.

Predictably, Fang Lie would find himself stranded at his destination, forced to return in humiliation. The mere thought of his flustered expression made Mo Qianxun and his cronies cackle like mischievous children.

Mao Mao, being Fang Lie’s loyal sister, immediately protested: "Master! You’re supposed to be respectable!"

"Exactly!" Mo Lanyun chimed in angrily. "Brother Fang’s on important business! This isn’t funny!"

"Ho ho!" Mo Qianxun teased. "Not even wed yet, but already taking his side?"

"Typical girl – loyalty flies out the window!"

"Who knew the Mo heiress would be like this?"

"Flowers blooming on dung heaps, I say!"

The old men’s ribbing made Mo Lanyun’s face burn crimson. "You’re all horrible!" she shouted.

Their laughter redoubled at her embarrassment.

A cold voice sliced through the merriment: "What’s got you fossilized turtles so giddy?"

Fury erupted among the elders at this insolence – until they saw Fang Lie striding back.

The hot tempers instantly cooled. None dared provoke the famously stubborn youth who controlled spirit pills, Spirit Liquid, White Jade Divine Fish, and The Great Unity Spell.

Only Mo Qianxun remained unfazed. "Back so soon?" he asked innocently.

"That was my main body," the clone replied irritably. "You forgot to give me the White Bone Gate activation method on purpose, didn’t you?"

Fang Lie had learned of the trick from an old bird. Too proud to return personally, he’d sent this clone while proceeding with his mission.

Mo Qianxun naturally didn’t admit to messing with Fang Lie. He grinned and said, "Nonsense! I merely forgot momentarily. Even if you hadn’t brought it, you could’ve died and come back for it. Your death-defying tricks make this convenient!"

"You think dying repeatedly is amusing?" Fang Lie grumbled. "Enough chatter. Hand it over!"

"Pity I missed witnessing your glorious demise," Mo Qianxun mocked while passing the altar and jade talisman. "Guard this altar well. Should demon weapons destroy it, you’ll compensate me with a Seventh-rank Treasure!"

"That’s robbery!" Fang Lie protested. "What if they target the altar?"

"Your problem, not mine. Be vigilant." Mo Qianxun waved dismissively. "Off you go. At your speed, this’ll be over quickly."

"Leaving now." Fang Lie exchanged nods with Mao Mao and Mo Lanyun before soaring away.

Soon, two Fang Lies materialized via teleportation array upon a sprawling terrain.

Before them stretched primordial woods teeming with Spiritual Energy. Towering trees blanketed mountain ranges where serpentine rivers gleamed. Lush flora aboveground and mineral veins below made this Central World ideal for demon rats.

Fang Lie surveyed his newfound domain approvingly. Spiritual Fields alone promised wealth, let alone the abundant ores. A true gem of a territory!

They’d arrived at a teleportation plaza transformed into a Mo Sect outpost. Though half-built towers stood vacant after the demon disaster’s evacuation, three left-behind cultivators approached.

A Purple Palace realm elder bowed. "Elder Fang Lie?"

Though outranked in cultivation, Fang Lie’s Honorary Elder title drew their deference. "Indeed," he confirmed. "Where’s the demon front?"

"Twenty million li yonder." The elder pointed northwest. "Our Formation detected Demonic Energy three million li out mere hours ago. The horde approaches."

"Hold this post. They won’t breach it." Fang Lie shot toward the threat.

Three million li posed daunting distance. Even at full tilt, weeks would pass – untenable.

Producing a Fifth Rank Flying Boat, Fang Lie boarded the shuttle-shaped vessel. Though defenseless, its blistering pace devoured leagues. Within days…

A day’s flight brought Fang Lie two hundred li out. Already, distant skies curdled with Demonic Energy. Soon he spotted the vanguard – a demon weapon tribe.

Ten thousand living armaments swarmed: blades, spears, axes, all sporting grotesque eyes. At their heart loomed an emerald Azure Dragon Crescent Moon Blade – one zhang long, radiating Seventh-rank malice rivaling the Three Great Demon Kings he’d slain. Three equally fearsome weapons flanked it.

Activating his Twin Eyes of Heaven and Earth, Fang Lie gauged their approach. Though confident against single foes, overwhelming numbers forced retreat. His plan: lure them to activate the White Bone World-Breaking Gate elsewhere.

Yet the demon weapons outpaced even his Flying Boat, closing relentlessly like deadly Flying Swords. Escape proved impossible.

Resigned, Fang Lie stowed his vessel. Twin avatars turned as one, charging the metallic tide.