Chapter 448

Chapter 448: Success After Success

The first attack came as the silent yet deadly Soul-Spirit Sting.

The elderly man, weakened by age with diminished Magic and divine sense, immediately suffered bleeding from his seven orifices upon being struck. His consciousness wavered, nearly causing him to collapse.

At that instant, a Soulfire Piercing Spear materialized midair, precisely blasting his skull apart. Blood and brain matter sprayed across the ground.

Though the fatal blow had landed, Fang Lie remained vigilant. He lunged forward, seized the bundle from the old man’s grasp, and activated the Sending-Home Art even as he tumbled onto the bloodied earth.

Normally, teleporting such an item would be effortless for Fang Lie. But the sect’s protective array, though not fully active, still monitored the entire area and blocked spatial manipulation. Ordinary teleportation methods proved useless here.

Forewarned by old bird, Fang Lie had prepared. He unleashed both the Explosion Qi Technique and Blood Ignition Technique, multiplying his Magic twentyfold to forcibly dispatch the small bundle.

The entire sequence—killing, seizing, and teleporting—unfolded faster than a single breath.

Yet the moment the bundle vanished, the protective array reacted. An overwhelming force pinned Fang Lie in place as spatial restrictions intensified around him—barriers even a Ninth-Rank Treasure couldn’t breach.

But the countermeasure came too late. Fang Lie’s gamble had succeeded.

Chuckling in triumph, Fang Lie dissolved into multicolored flames just as Ghost Realm Sect’s higher-ups arrived, leaving no trace behind.

The arriving sect members froze in shock. Their leader, a Fire Tribulation Immortal tasked with guarding Fang Lie, turned pale—this failure could cost him dearly.

"Damnation!" he roared. "How did that restrained prisoner escape and kill?!"

"Not just kill—he stole the witchcraft doll!"

"Unbelievable! To murder and plunder in our stronghold, then vanish? What monstrous capability!"

Another stammered, "Even Semi-Immortals with Ninth-Rank Treasures wouldn’t dare such audacity beneath our Formation!"

Green message streaks interrupted them—urgent reports from the sect. The contents left all speechless.

"Impossible! Fang Lie robbed the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion? I saw him here myself!"

"He took over a dozen Eighth-Rank Treasures! Including an Eighth-Rank High-Grade large treasure weapon!"

"Semi-Immortals couldn’t infiltrate that vault! How did a mere Qi Sea cultivator manage this?!"

"The sect demands answers! Did we let him escape?"

"Truth remains our only option now."

"Truth won’t save us! Losing so many Eighth-Rank Treasures… they’ll flay us alive!"

Terror gripped the cultivators, cold sweat drenching their robes.

Meanwhile, as the main Fang Lie struck, his clones in the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion moved.

The Pavilion’s defenses dwarfed those of Fang Lie’s prison. Detection here took mere half-breaths, with the protective array striking instantaneously—normally making escape impossible.

But here, Fang Lie had an ace. Old bird sacrificed a magic spirit, commanding it to Self-Detonate. The blast transformed into a ten-foot sphere of colorful light that temporarily blinded the protective array’s surveillance.

Although the colorful light lasted only a brief moment, it sufficed. Without wasting words, Fang Lie embraced an armful of treasures and initiated Self-Detonation before the large treasure weapon. The resulting surge of Spiritual Energy, combined with old bird’s internal coordination, tore open a two-foot-wide Space Channel.

The Benevolence Token’s power descended, instantly activating restrictions that vacuumed all treasures away.

old bird had truly exerted full effort. The Cycle of Fire’s teleportation array consumed endless Spiritual Energy – equivalent to ten Semi-Immortals’ combined Magic. Paired with Fang Lie’s sacrifice and external pulling force, they shattered Ghost Realm Sect’s protective array spatial lockdown.

This Space Channel emerged in their most secure treasure vault location, where even Semi-Immortals couldn’t cast spatial Dao magic. Only through Fang Lie’s insider position had old bird succeeded. They’d even sacrificed a magic spirit to avoid detection.

The payoff justified everything – over a dozen Eighth-rank treasures including an Eighth-Rank High-Grade large treasure weapon, matching Mo Sect’s millennia of accumulated wealth. Ghost Realm Sect’s recovery would require thirty thousand years, dealing catastrophic damage.

As old bird’s theft concluded, the protective array finally activated interception protocols – too late to stop treasures vanishing through the Space Channel.

Thunder Tribulation Immortals materialized in rapid succession. The Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion incident had mobilized all sect Higher-ups.

"What happened?" roared Sect Leader Immortal Youlan. "How was our Sect Treasure Vault breached?"

"Check the protective array records!" an Elder urged.

The Sect Leader manipulated controls, summoning a water screen displaying the theft’s entirety. The protective array’s surveillance capabilities recorded everything while operational.

old bird could’ve erased these records but risked alerting enemies. Since neither he nor Fang Lie cared about exposure, they’d left it untouched.

Ghost Realm Sect’s Immortals paled upon viewing. "Fang Lie hid in that sword? Impossible!"

"Or teleported directly? Did he escape confinement?"

"Check his whereabouts immediately!"

Azure lights darted out and returned swiftly. The reports made everyone gasp.

"Fang Lie just killed our men and stole the witchcraft doll!"

"Timestamps show two Fang Lies – one attacking prison guards, another looting treasures! Explain this!"

"Who cares about explanations? I warned against provoking him without certainty! Your greed for his treasures backfired spectacularly!"

"Prioritize capturing Fang Lie! Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion’s spatial restrictions should limit his escape range. Seal all teleportation arrays within millions of miles!"

"Issue emergency Ghost Realm Orders! Close all controlled arrays! Full disciple mobilization! Eighth-rank Treasure reward for his capture!" the Sect Leader commanded.

Disciples scattered to execute orders.

An Elder proposed: "Sect Leader, we must Inspect our protective array. How could Qi Sea Realm trash move through it freely? Continuous thefts would bleed us dry!"

"Curse that whelp!" The Sect Leader stamped his foot. "Mobilize all Formation-skilled disciples! Find every weakness! Prevent repeat breaches!"

Immortal Youhuo tentatively suggested: "If capture fails… perhaps negotiate?"

"Negotiate?" The Sect Leader’s face purpled. "After murders and thefts? Are you deranged?"

"He’s not mad – just terrified," another mocked. "Since Youhuo brought Fang Lie here originally, that grudge-holding fiend will target him first!"

"Silence!" Immortal Youhuo turned to the Sect Leader. "Brother Leader, while personal safety concerns me, I prioritize our sect. Those Eighth-rank treasures represent millennia of accumulation – losing them cripples our strength!"

Another Elder nodded. "Sect strength outweighs face! These treasures matter little to others but everything to us!"

"Agreed. If unrecoverable through force, we must bargain heavily for our sect treasures’ return."

Murmurs of assent filled the chamber.