Chapter 674

Chapter 674: Fang Lie Goes to Battle

Others might not have grasped the immense profits from White Jade Divine Fish, but Fang Lie’s group understood clearly.

A single White Jade Divine Fish weighed over a hundred pounds. When prepared, it could feed twenty people for a full day. Even after three years of continuous consumption, a mere thousand fish could be traded for over twenty peak Seventh-rank treasures.

Catching these fish required no real effort, and selling them was effortless—it was practically free money, faster than highway robbery!

Such staggering benefits would make any major sect covetous. Controlling this golden-egg-laying goose would spark fierce competition among all powerful factions.

If Mo Sect withdrew voluntarily, returning later would mean battling dozens of major sects for control.

Fang Lie couldn’t allow that.

Mao Mao grimaced, "But there are too many sea demons. We can’t possibly fight them all!"

"Even with the protective array," Mo Lanyun added, "they’ll drain our Spiritual Veins through sheer numbers! Three months of this siege? The vanguard’s bad enough—the main Sea Demon Tribes behind will be worse. How do we hold?"

"True," Fang Lie frowned. "Our Magic and the Formation’s Spiritual Energy will deplete eventually. Against endless foes, we need treasures that attack indefinitely!"

His eyes suddenly sparkled.

Mo Lanyun shook her head. "No such treasure exists. All attacks consume energy."

"The Netherworld Ghost Fire warship!" Fang Lie exclaimed. "It sustains itself through carnage! As long as creatures keep dying, its Spiritual Energy never runs out!"

"Just speculation, isn’t it?" Mo Lanyun looked doubtful.

"Worth testing!" Mao Mao interjected.

"Exactly! No harm trying!" Fang Lie summoned the Netherworld Ghost Fire warship and surged forward on golden wings.

The sea demon disaster loomed 100,000 miles from Qingyu Island—within Formation range. Instead of activating defenses, Fang Lie soared skyward and unleashed the silver-flamed warship.

Within moments, the flickering flame morphed into a colossal serpent—thousands of meters long, three hundred thick.

Mo Sect’s cultivators gaped. "Ancient Teng Snake Flying Boat!"

Fang Lie hadn’t transformed into monsters but replicated Mo Sect’s prized Eighth-Rank warship. Unlike mass-produced models, this unique vessel required an almost-intact Tenth-Rank ancient Teng snake corpse.

The original creature had carried divine beast bloodline—a Semi-Immortal with Human Immortal-level combat power! Only ancient eras’ mighty figures could slay such beings. Today, one would dominate the world.

Mo Sect’s replica reached Peak Eighth-Rank, excelling in naval agility. Fang Lie’s illusion proved shockingly lifelike, briefly halting the sea demon tide before their mindless charge resumed.

Undeterred, Fang Lie engulfed the serpent in miles of Netherworld Ghost Fire and plunged into the horde. Though massive, the warship seemed needle-thin against the demon swarm—yet pierced through relentlessly. Billions perished charging the flames, while smarter demons hurled water arrows and poison spears, darkening skies with primitive Dao magic.

But all these resistances proved meaningless against the terrifying silver Netherworld Ghost Fire. Though the various divine skills and Dao magic appeared formidable, they remained fundamentally composed of Magic and Spiritual Energy.

Any energy-related substance fell prey to the Netherworld Ghost Fire. Its title as the Flame of Burning Spirits was well-deserved!

Thus unfolded an eerie spectacle across the waves: endless water-element Dao magic attacks not only failed to extinguish the raging flames but acted like fuel, causing explosive expansion within moments.

The Netherworld Ghost Fire, initially spanning merely ten miles around the Ancient Teng Snake Flying Boat, suddenly engulfed over a hundred miles after the first Dao magic assault.

This marked only the beginning. As silver flames spread, more demons became tainted by the ghostly fire.

Sea demons were living creatures after all – prime fuel for the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

A single spark sufficed to ignite any sea demon into a blazing pyre.

Agonized burning demons lost all reason, instinctively seeking help from comrades.

Their desperate actions proved disastrous, spreading flames to fellow demons through contact.

One infected ten, ten infected hundreds. This chain reaction caused the Netherworld Ghost Fire to multiply and intensify rapidly.

From above, Fang Lie’s vessel resembled a fire seed floating above an oil ocean – the endless sea demon army. Fire meeting oil could only yield catastrophe.

The ghostly flames spread exponentially – tens to hundreds to thousands of miles. Within moments, the endless demon forces transformed into countless silver torches across a shimmering sea of fire.

Yet the sea demon tribes showed no fear. Their simplistic battle philosophy, forged through millennia of warfare, dictated that relentless charges guaranteed victory.

Fang Lie gaped in disbelief as the demons kept charging through the ten-thousand-mile inferno without hesitation.

Realization struck – while millions perished, this meant nothing against the sea demon disaster’s scale.

A single battlefront in their invasion stretched billions of miles, requiring three months for full deployment. Compared to this, Fang Lie’s casualties meant less than a raindrop in the ocean.

High-ranking demon cultivators wouldn’t blink at such trivial losses. The horde kept charging, actively throwing themselves into flames to smother them with flesh and bone.

Facing such mindless aggression, Fang Lie abandoned restraint. From battle’s start, the demons’ arrogance had ignited his wrath. ‘So you truly embrace death?’ he seethed. ‘Let’s see whose resolve falters first!’

Without hesitation, Fang Lie maneuvered the Ancient Teng Snake Flying Boat leftward, transforming Qingyu Island’s entire portside into ghostly flames.

He repeated this around the island’s rear and starboard, encircling Qingyu with blazing silver fire.

With this fiery barrier established, Fang Lie needed only wait – each charging demon became fresh fuel for the eternal flames.

From celestial heights, observers witnessed the Netherworld Ghost Fire’s relentless expansion – tens then hundreds of thousands of miles, devouring all in its path.

Meanwhile aboard his vessel, Fang Lie marveled at accumulating spirit stones. This Great War brought profit beyond imagination!

The Netherworld Ghost Fire warship’s unique properties enabled this. Through divine patterns, it converted consumed spiritual items into pure energy while redirecting excess flames as replenishment.

Sea demon combustion produced water-element Spiritual Energy, channeled into the newly installed core energy pool.

Mo Sect’s energy pools served dual purposes – storing energy and condensing surplus into spirit stones via special formations.

When operational, the Nascent Soul Furnace continuously converted environmental energy. While part powered the warship, excess flowed into the core pool as strategic reserves.

Limited capacity necessitated waste prevention. Once full, activation of conversion formations transformed overflow into tangible spirit stones.