Liu Naiweng was dragged into the sky by Wan Lei. Just as Wan Lei was about to slam him onto the ground, Liu Naiweng immediately grabbed the whip binding him with his left hand and clenched his right fist, punching at the whip. The segment of the whip broke and scattered into gravel.
Freed, Liu Naiweng’s blood energy condensed again. The scattered stones he’d smashed were infused with specks of lightning, flying back automatically to reconnect with the whip.
Liu Naiweng abandoned his sword. Blood energy condensed in his hand into a blood-dripping longsword, and he charged at Wan Lei.
Boom!
A wind blade struck Liu Naiweng’s lower back. Caught off guard, his attack was interrupted. Wan Lei seized the opportunity, lashing out with the whip and sending Liu Naiweng flying.
Liu Naiweng landed heavily. As he prepared to counter-attack, a beam of light appeared before him, instantly piercing his brow.
Unprepared, Liu Naiweng felt his physical body offer no resistance to the light beam. While his body sustained no damage, his soul felt as though it had been torn apart.
Liu Naiweng, who had just begun to stand, fell back down, clutching his head and wailing. Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu, startled, moved to seize the chance and launch a sneak attack, unaware that two beams of light had appeared behind them, piercing the backs of their heads.
The two beams of light entered their Sea of Consciousness, striking at their souls. Both were instantly reduced to the same state as Liu Naiweng, falling to the ground and wailing while clutching their heads.
This scene stunned the onlookers in the distance, who had no idea what had happened to the three who had been fighting so fiercely.
"This is the Soul Tribulation, the third tribulation of the Immortal Tribulation!"
Wan Lei, suppressing the throbbing pain in his head, said to Fang Xiaoyu with a frown.
"It's fine, we are both divine souls. We are definitely stronger than Liu Naiweng. If he dies, we won't."
"No, what I mean is, if Liu Naiweng survives the Immortal Tribulation, he will be a complete immortal. He will definitely be much stronger, making it even harder for us to fight him. Moreover, even if we can defeat him, we won't be able to keep him; he can escape to the Immortal Realm at any time. We can't possibly search the entire Immortal Realm for him later, can we?"
Fang Xiaoyu pondered for a moment and immediately nodded.
"You're right. And our stronger divine souls are our advantage. The Soul Tribulation is our last chance."
"Attack, attack immediately!"
Fang Xiaoyu was the first to charge, swinging his longsword while Liu Naiweng was still recovering. Countless beams of light converged into a river, surging towards Liu Naiweng.
These countless light beams directly assaulted Liu Naiweng’s mind, intensifying the pain his soul was already experiencing.
"This ‘Swinging Sword into a River’ seems very similar to the Soul Tribulation."
Wan Lei muttered to Fang Xiaoyu as he approached.
"Perhaps the person who created this divine ability was inspired by the Soul Tribulation. There's no time to study it now. Hurry and kill him; this tribulation might be shorter than the Gale Tribulation."
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu simultaneously unleashed their ‘Swinging Sword into a River’ abilities, attacking Liu Naiweng.
At that moment, a treasure pearl flew out of Liu Naiweng’s storage bag, directly entering his brow. The soul-piercing pain immediately vanished.
This pearl did not have the ability to resist divine sense attacks; it only suppressed the soul’s pain. Although he still suffered the same damage, he at least no longer felt the bone-gnawing pain, allowing him to focus on the fight.
Liu Naiweng stood up, his blood energy igniting like flames. After such a prolonged battle, the two opponents were still full of vigor. He knew that if he didn't fight with all his might, he might become the first immortal to be killed by a mortal realm cultivator.
Liu Naiweng charged forward. Wan Lei immediately commanded Fang Xiaoyu,
"You retreat. Use ‘Swinging Sword into a River’ and ‘Crane Cry in the Wind’ to harass him and weaken his soul. I will engage him in close combat."
"Then be careful!"
Fang Xiaoyu was not one to be melodramatic. If Wan Lei said it, there must be a reason.
She retreated ten miles, leaving the battlefield to Wan Lei and Liu Naiweng.
Liu Naiweng's body blazed with blood energy, and he charged at Wan Lei with the might of cleaving heaven and earth.
Wan Lei sneered, neither dodging nor evading. The Primordial Fire burned around him, and lightning runes lit up. He transformed into a wind blade, accompanied by multicolored lightning, and charged towards Liu Naiweng.
The two,
One rising from below, engulfed in blood-red flames.
One descending from above, a fusion of lightning and fire.
They met head-on in mid-air.
Boom!
With a world-shattering boom, a massive shockwave surged outwards. Wan Lei and Liu Naiweng were both sent flying back.
Wan Lei stabilized himself in mid-air.
"Hahahaha, you’re nothing special, Liu Naiweng. That collision just now allowed me to fully understand what skills my Nine Lightning Convergence bestows upon me along with the authority of the God of Thunder. What does lightning represent? It represents ferocity, violence, the punishment of evil and the reward of good, the will of the Heavenly Dao, and the symbol of the world's order. Lightning is a power mortals cannot control, thus inspiring fear. Because of fear, there is order and civilization. To execute the will of man and maintain the order of the world, this is my Way of Order. Lightning is the embodiment of order, a means of maintaining it through violence. This is my innate divine ability after the Nine Lightning Convergence… Whip of Order!"
Wan Lei roared to the sky, and a bolt of lightning from within his body entered the whip in his hand.
Liu Naiweng was confused by Wan Lei's words but could tell that Wan Lei was about to unleash a powerful attack.
He immediately flew up, charging at Wan Lei to disrupt his divine ability. Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu unleashed her ‘Crane Cry in the Wind’, striking directly at Liu Naiweng's soul.
Liu Naiweng felt a piercing sound of wind and cranes in his mind, causing his soul to momentarily falter.
But in that fleeting moment of disorientation, Wan Lei's whip lashed out.
"This is the first whip, Natural Lightning!"
Boom!
Liu Naiweng cried out in agony and was slammed heavily onto the ground. A bloody gash appeared on his body, with residual lightning crackling within the wound.
Suddenly, two beams of light appeared before Wan Lei, Fang Xiaoyu, and Liu Naiweng respectively.
The beams of light could not be blocked by any means and entered their brows directly.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu, relying on the strength of their divine souls, forcefully withstood the blow. Although Liu Naiweng suffered greater damage, the treasure pearl allowed him to bypass the pain and immediately enter a combat state.
Liu Naiweng rose and charged furiously at Wan Lei.
Wan Lei, however, remained stationary in mid-air.