Fang Xiaoyu's eyes gradually turned white. She retracted her armor, her hair fluttering in the wind.
She had merged with the gale, making it impossible for it to harm her. Wearing armor would only impede her fusion with the wind.
Liu Naiweng struggled to move forward against the gale, its attack power too formidable. He had to focus all his efforts on dealing with it.
If he were at his peak, he would not fear this gale. However, after the recent battle, he was already heavily injured.
Suddenly, Fang Xiaoyu's eyes blazed with light, and a wind blade appeared from her hand, striking towards Liu Naiweng.
This wind blade was invisible within the gale. Liu Naiweng, caught off guard, was struck by the wind blade, leaving a bloody gash on his body.
This wind blade could cleave through space itself, let alone Liu Naiweng's physical form.
Seeing Fang Xiaoyu using a move from the Wind Blade Escape Technique, Wan Lei immediately followed suit, unleashing wind blades to attack Liu Naiweng.
Poor Liu Naiweng, from initially crushing Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu, to fighting them evenly, and now being on the defensive, a dignified Immortal Realm expert being treated like this by two Tribulation Crossing juniors had truly lost all face.
Liu Naiweng wanted to retaliate, but the celestial tribulation had come for him first, then for Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu. Furthermore, Wan Lei possessed the Wind Blade Escape Technique, and the gale's damage to him was minimal. Fang Xiaoyu had even merged directly with the tempest.
Liu Naiweng was forced to condense his blood energy into a semi-circular shield, placed in the direction of the gale, and to block the attacks from Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu. Facing the celestial tribulation and these two, Liu Naiweng no longer intended to counterattack; he only wished to survive the gale tribulation before killing them.
If he survived the gale tribulation, any severe injuries would not matter. The third tribulation was a soul tribulation, which did not harm the physical body.
Fang Xiaoyu saw Liu Naiweng defending and intended to circle around to his rear for an attack. However, they were in the windward side. If they moved to the leeward side, the gale would blow their attacks back, creating significant resistance. They could only attack by maintaining their advantageous position.
Wan Lei was continuously supplied with energy by the cosmic seed, while Fang Xiaoyu merged with the gale, using its power to attack. Their attacks were relentless, as if inexhaustible.
After a quarter of an hour, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu finally broke through Liu Naiweng's defenses. Waves of wind blades surged towards Liu Naiweng, leaving him covered in wounds.
Coincidentally, at this moment, the gale tribulation had also passed.
While the celestial tribulation might seem easy to overcome, it was not. Both Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu had extremely robust physiques and were considered favored by heaven. One possessed a lightning body and the other a wind body, making the first two tribulations difficult to harm them.
Liu Naiweng, on the other hand, was a Blood Immortal with abundant vital energy, making him quite formidable among immortals.
Therefore, due to various coincidences, the celestial tribulation was relatively easy for them. For other cultivators, it would have been a near-death experience.
"Little thieves, the lightning tribulation and the wind tribulation have passed. Let's see how you two can remain arrogant!"
Liu Naiweng, covered in wounds, his eyes sunken and his skin withered, emanating blood energy, resembled a vengeful spirit crawling out of hell.
Having endured the lightning and wind tribulations, his cultivation was completely consolidated, and his spiritual energy had finally transformed into immortal energy, making his combat power even more formidable.
Liu Naiweng wielded a greatsword and moved with lightning speed, cleaving towards Wan Lei with a single strike.
Wan Lei, caught off guard, was sent flying dozens of miles away, collapsing on the ground and unable to rise for a long time.
Liu Naiweng had grown even more powerful.
Fang Xiaoyu charged forward to engage Liu Naiweng but was flung away by a sword strike, her flight also knocked away. Liu Naiweng ignored her, his sole intent being to kill Wan Lei first.
Liu Naiweng then rushed to Wan Lei's side, raising his sword high with both hands. The sword body transformed into a colossal blade several yards in size, wreathed in demonic energy and surging with blood energy.
"Boy, this move, I have been saving it for you. This is a divine ability from the Immortal Realm, the Great Freedom Demonic Sword. To die by this sword is considered my respect for you."
The aura from the greatsword grew increasingly majestic and terrifying, causing the army in the distance to tense up to the extreme.
Wan Hongxin and Wan Yangfan wanted to rush forward to help Wan Lei resist, but they were held back tightly by Fang Fahui and Old Fang.
"It's useless for you to go. If I were to block this sword, I would also surely die. Do not go and cause trouble; believe in Wan Lei, he will surely overcome this trial."
Although Fang Fahui spoke to Wan Hongxin and the other two, he was also comforting himself.
"Lei'er, quickly dodge, quickly escape!"
Wan Hongxin, his white hair stained with blood and dirt, looked disheveled.
First, Wan Lei disappeared from the Wan Jiao list, then he left a last will in the Ghost Immortal Secret Realm. Each time, Wan Hongxin believed Wan Lei was dead, but Wan Lei would always miraculously return alive, giving him a surprise.
But this time was different. Wan Lei was right before his eyes, truly in a desperate situation.
Wan Lei staggered to his feet as Liu Naiweng's Great Freedom Demonic Sword descended.
If he wanted to dodge, with Wan Lei's speed, he could have. But he did not.
Wan Lei reached out, and the broken haft of the Thunder God's Hammer immediately flew into his hand.
"Hmph, your weapon is gone. Do you expect to resist me with a wooden stick?"
Liu Naiweng snorted coldly.
However, what followed was the remains of the Thunder God's Hammer, the scattered small stone fragments,
all flying up in unison towards Wan Lei.
The countless stone fragments impacted Liu Naiweng densely, pushing him back.
Liu Naiweng's sword strike did not land, but it didn't matter; the energy did not dissipate. He was merely disrupted in his offensive rhythm.
This time, Liu Naiweng was focused, and his defense was maximized, ensuring nothing could interrupt him.
The giant black demonic sword descended towards Wan Lei's head once more.
Clang...
With a clang, the tip of the blade was only a few fingers away from Wan Lei's nose.
And in Wan Lei's hand was a whip made of stones. He held the whip with both hands, forcefully intercepting the opponent's demonic sword horizontally.
To be precise, the whip was primarily composed of the countless fragments of the Thunder God's Hammer, connected by lightning as its binding rope.
The Thunder God's Hammer was shattered, but after these stone fragments formed a pliable whip, its resilience had actually increased. Liu Naiweng's full-strength sword strike could not break this new "Thunder God's Whip"!
Liu Naiweng exclaimed in surprise and immediately tried to withdraw his sword. Wan Lei sneered, swinging the end of the whip with his left hand. The supple lightning whip directly ensnared Liu Naiweng's greatsword.
Then Wan Lei yanked hard, and the greatsword in Liu Naiweng's hand was immediately dislodged, flying afar and firmly embedding itself in the ground.
Liu Naiweng lunged forward to retrieve his sword, but Wan Lei was faster. With a flick of his whip, he directly bound Liu Naiweng and then soared into the sky!