"Yes, it is indeed the Earth Element Divine Thunder," Qian Niao Mo Shuai nodded, stepping into the thunder prison and looking at Wan Lei.
The thunder prison continued to bombard Wan Lei.
From a distance, Qiong Ku and Qiong Shen, who were also paying attention to the battle between Qian Niao and Wan Lei, naturally saw that the two were genuinely fighting with all their might. Qian Niao, for once, wasn't slacking off, which put their minds at ease. They continued to stall the three Tribulation Transcenders, waiting for Qian Niao to defeat Wan Lei before counter-attacking.
Within the thunder prison, hidden from Qiong Ku's sight, Qian Niao and Wan Lei resumed their conversation.
"I've been coveting the Five Element Divine Thunders of your Prime Plane for a long time. I've always wanted to obtain them for my cultivation. Unfortunately, I cannot raid them as I do not kill people from the Prime Plane, nor do I have enough military merits to exchange for them from the Demon Race. I haven't managed to get them until now. How about I trade my Abyss Nether Thunder for your Five Element Divine Thunder?"
"But if I give them to you, what will I use?" Wan Lei suppressed a laugh, putting on a serious expression.
"You don't have to give me all of them. Just give me a trace of your origin. I'll nurture the rest myself, and it won't be a significant drain on your origin. Similarly, I'll give you a trace of Nether Thunder origin. That way, we both get the other's thunder without any loss. It's a win-win situation."
"Forget it," Wan Lei picked up his Thunder God's Hammer, looked at it, and pointed at the nine runes on it, saying, "There's no more room."
"Why would you store thunder origins on a weapon instead of within your body?"
"Because I am the Thunder God. My Thunder God authority was granted by this hammer." Wan Lei spoke the truth, but with a playful tone.
"Then you might as well be called the Hammer God."
"Alright, enough nonsense. You've seen my Five Element Divine Thunders. Let's continue fighting." After speaking, Wan Lei didn't retract the earth-element thunder barrier he had formed. Instead, he expanded it outwards until it reached the sides of the eight thunder pillars within the thunder prison.
Immediately, the barrier vanished, transforming into eight thunderous light blades that sliced through all eight thunder pillars.
Qian Niao Mo Shuai let out a long roar and charged at Wan Lei, brandishing his staff.
Wan Lei, in turn, slammed down with his hammer.
They met head-on with a fierce clash, the violent thunderous explosion sending both of them flying back.
Wan Lei stabilized himself and then charged forward again, unleashing his Thunder Slash. The thunder surrounding him condensed and formed a sharp blade on his body, aiming directly for Qian Niao's chest.
Seeing Wan Lei charge again, Qian Niao immediately parried with his staff, the tip of which also gathered black lightning.
Suddenly, Qian Niao heard the sound of whistling wind and crying cranes in his ear. The sound was like the whisper of a demon from the abyss, emanating a soul-devouring resentment. His mind went blank, and the staff in his hand drooped powerlessly; he lost control of his body.
Although Qian Niao only experienced a moment of daze from the sound of wind and cranes, in a duel between experts, this fleeting moment, in Wan Lei's eyes, was enough for him to spot numerous openings and launch hundreds of attacks.
The Thunder Slash struck Qian Niao's chest mercilessly, tearing open a gash. Qian Niao himself coughed up blood and was sent flying backward.
Wan Lei didn't hold back because he knew that even with his full effort, or even an extraordinary performance, the Thunder Slash wouldn't be enough to kill a Demon Marshal at the late stage of Tribulation Transcendence. The physical bodies of the Demon Race were indeed exceptionally sturdy.
"You used a dirty trick. Qiong Ku was right; people from your Prime Plane are all full of schemes." Qian Niao stood up, clutching his chest, using lightning to temporarily heal his wounds.
During this time, Wan Lei did not attack. When Qian Niao had previously broken his waist, Qian Niao had also not attacked him.
"How can you call it a dirty trick? I'm merely making a reasonable combination of different divine abilities," Wan Lei grinned shamelessly.
"Hmph." Qian Niao stood up but did not rush to attack. Instead, he looked around.
On the battlefield at this moment, the Demon Race had already suffered heavy losses. Although the Thunder Emperor Hall's army had also sustained significant damage, their formation remained intact. Their losses were far less than those of the Demon Race and the allied forces, and the damage was within an acceptable range. Furthermore, another Demon Marshal had fallen, killed by the combined surprise attack of Fang Xiaoyu and his three companions' flames.
"The losses are substantial enough. Qiong Ku is getting restless. He will try to break through, and our time is limited. Let's directly use our strongest killing moves and decide the outcome."
"Okay." Wan Lei nodded.
"My killing move, just like my name, is called Qian Niao (Thousand Birds). It can kill a warrior in the early stage of Demon Marshal with a single strike. You probably can't withstand it, but I'll hold back."
"Thank you. My killing move is called Wu Lei Hong Ding (Five Thunders Smite the Top), a combined attack of the Five Element Divine Thunders. But I doubt it can kill you, so I'll also hold back."
"Alright, thank you." Qian Niao nodded, pointing the long staff in his hand towards the sky. A streak of lightning connected to the heavens, and the dark clouds belonging to him immediately gathered.
Seeing Qian Niao about to unleash his killer move, Qiong Ku Mo Shuai's spirits soared. "Qian Niao, kill Wan Lei! I'll record this invasion mission as your greatest achievement!"
Wan Lei's Thunder God's Hammer also pointed towards the sky, a bolt of lightning connecting to the thunderclouds, his own thunderclouds also surging.
"Are you ready?" Qian Niao roared.
"And you?" Wan Lei grinned.
Qian Niao forcefully swung the staff in his hand downwards. Thousands of black lightning bolts rained down from the sky, transforming into beautiful yet terrifying arcs of electricity that emitted pleasant bird-like calls.
Wan Lei brought his hammer down. In the sky, five multicolored thunderbolts struck downwards. These thunders converged in mid-air, forming a rainbow-colored bolt.
The arcs of electricity formed by a thousand black lightning bolts converged, forming a black bird made of thunder, which let out a sky-shattering cry. An overwhelming aura of resentment and calamity surged forward, charging at Wan Lei.
The thunderbolt composed of five colors transformed into an elegant rainbow, arriving above Qian Niao Mo Shuai's head.
BOOM!!!
BOOM!!!
Two deafening explosions sounded simultaneously.
The great bird shattered, and the rainbow exploded!
The ground where Wan Lei stood was blasted into a large crater. He lay in the crater, his body convulsing with intense pain. Residual black lightning crackled on his armor.
Qian Niao, on the other hand, knelt on one knee, propping himself up with his staff. His face was smeared with green blood, a large crater had appeared on his head, and much of his hair had fallen out. Even his two horns had cracks. He was unable to stand up for the moment.
Fang Xiaoyu flew into the crater, anxiously checking Wan Lei's injuries, then gritted his teeth. "I'm going to kill that guy!"
Wan Lei grabbed Fang Xiaoyu. "I'm fine. A couple of strikes from the Wood Element Thunder will heal me. He held back. Hahaha, this battle today was truly exhilarating."
In mid-air, Qiong Ku, seeing that Wan Lei was not dead and Qian Niao was kneeling motionlessly, gnashed his teeth in anger. "Qian Niao, you useless waste! All troops, assemble! Follow me to break through!"