Bi Fan had been sneaking into the Devil Race's territory, his heart in his throat the whole time. In the end, Master Qu had hunted him down, and he had nearly lost his life.
But even at that moment, Bi Fan had not forgotten why he had come.
He had infiltrated the Devil Race not only to uncover the schemes brewing within its ranks; he had also planned to find a chance to sabotage the Blood River Profound Sha Demonic Formation as much as he could.
Under ordinary circumstances, Bi Fan would have gladly fought Qu Heng.
After all, battles like this were a form of training.
They honed him, letting him grow at a madman's pace through combat.
But right now, time was what Bi Fan lacked most.
The longer this dragged on, the worse things would be for him.
This was Devil Race territory. If too much time passed, members of the Devil Race could appear at any moment to help Qu Heng deal with him.
And the longer things dragged on, the stronger the blood baleful energy in the Blood River Profound Sha Demonic Formation would become, making it harder to destroy.
If the Blood River Profound Sha Demonic Formation remained, countless members of the Human and Demon Races would surely die.
Having comprehended the Sword Dao, Bi Fan knew even more clearly what he ought to do.
Sacrifice for Others!
Give himself up for the world.
After speaking with scornful mockery, Qu Heng's eyes beyond the formation grew even more hateful.
Bi Fan's words were impossible to refute. Yet Qu Heng felt deeply aggrieved. The Devil Race's betrayal had been the elders' doing. He, a junior, didn't even know what grievances there were between the Devil Race and the Human and Demon Races.
Why should the