"I believe your narcissism and paranoia are worsening by the day. Truly narcissistic, the immortals returned to the Immortal Realm long ago. They are busy, why would they have the time to observe a little brat like you growing up? Hmph."
"I only have juvenile diabetes. We'll see. Those immortals are definitely not dead. When I reach the Immortal Realm and find them, I'll confront them face-to-face."
"Fine, I don't believe there's anyone in this world that idle..."
As Fang Xiaoyu was speaking, he suddenly saw dozens of figures charging towards them from the east.
"Enemies are here!"
Wan Lei suddenly looked up and gazed towards the east.
Those dozens of figures were half human and half demons, standing thirty feet tall.
Without hesitation, Wan Lei immediately took out a formation bead and set up a defensive formation, protecting the two of them within.
"They must be here to stop us from repairing the teleportation array. One Tribulation Passer, four Demon Marshals, and many Grand Ascension Nascent Souls. Quite the lineup."
"That's Liu Zhongwu, a mid-stage Tribulation Passer expert, the biological father of the Liu family patriarch."
"He looks younger than Old Liu."
"Stop your nonsense. We can't hold off so many people. You hurry up and repair the teleportation array. Repair one and notify us. Prioritize repairing the teleportation arrays connecting the three major forces."
"Alright, I understand."
Unable to worry about the enemies outside, Wan Lei immediately buried his head in repairing the teleportation array.
"Wan Lei, Fang Xiaoyu, considering your difficult cultivation journey, I, this seat, permit you to immediately kneel and surrender. We can spare your lives and allow you to join our grand plan with the demons."
Liu Zhongwu roared at the two within the formation.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
A night breeze blew, but it couldn't blow away the awkward atmosphere.
Marshal Qiong Ku looked at Liu Zhongwu as if he were an idiot, his gaze filled with disdain.
"The one thing I can't stand about you from the Prime Plane is that before every fight, even when you know the opponent will never surrender, you always spout nonsense to place yourselves on the moral high ground. Is the purpose of doing this to comfort yourselves? To clear your consciences?" DaFeng Novel Network
"I..."
Liu Zhongwu was choked and unable to speak.
"You are rebels, you are spies, meaning spies of the Prime Plane. What's so difficult to admit? The winner is king, the loser is a bandit. Whoever wins is right. Why speak so much nonsense?"
"Then what do you demons usually do?"
Liu Zhongwu's expression turned displeased, and he retorted.
"We demons, we don't say a word, we just tear our enemies apart... and eat them!"
"That's good then. I'll trouble Marshal Qiong Ku to slay these two little thieves. Back then, if not for the two of them, millions of troops wouldn't have been gathered in the desert, Marshal Qiong Shen wouldn't have been suppressed, and the demon race would have already ruled the Lei Feng Realm. Oh, and that brat also contributed to suppressing Marshal Qiong Shen."
"Mm."
Marshal Qiong Ku nodded, looked at the two inside, licked his lips,
"Their vital energy is surging, their flesh and blood are tender, they look... very delicious."
A giant axe appeared in Marshal Qiong Ku's hand. The axe was long and heavy, incredibly ferocious.
"Roar!!"
The giant axe in Qiong Ku's hand, with the force of cleaving the heavens and earth, struck down towards the formation with a single blow, causing the formation to shake for a moment.
"Interesting. This doesn't look like a formation from your primitive little world. It has the touch of an Immortal Realm formation."
Qiong Ku put down his axe, his fighting spirit intensifying.
"Kid, allow me to introduce myself.
I,
Marshal Qiong Ku, of the First Legion, Hundred and First Brigade Staff Officer,
under the great leader of the Golden Empire, Jealousy Demon Venerable, of the Negative Plane Demon Race,
belonging to the army of Emperor Jingxian.
Marshal Qiong Shen is my elder brother, and also my subordinate. His combat power is higher than mine. The reason my position is higher than his is because I am an excellent Grand Formation Master, second only to a Formation Grandmaster.
I, Qiong Ku, accept your challenge. I will break your formation within five minutes."
Looking at Marshal Qiong Ku's polite demeanor, Liu Zhongwu couldn't help but roll his eyes.
You say I talk too much, yet look at how much nonsense you've spoken since you arrived?
"Marshal, let's just blast it open."
"No, that would be too slow, and it's blasphemy to the formation. I will break it."
Qiong Ku finished speaking, placed his hands on the formation, closed his eyes, and began to break it.
"Stop him. This formation was set up by me casually, it's not very strong. He is a Grand Formation Master of the demon race, likely comparable to a Grand Formation Master in the Immortal Realm, not something the formation masters of the Lei Feng Realm can match."
"Understood."
Fang Xiaoyu nodded, flames ignited around him, and then those flames swept outwards towards the formation amidst a fierce wind.
In just a breath's time, the entire East Desert City was enveloped in a storm of fire, countless buildings and houses were destroyed and leveled.
This firestorm was formed by the primordial fire Zi Mo Hong Chen, combined with Fang Xiaoyu's innate wind physique and his perfect control over wind power. Its terrifying pressure immediately swept towards everyone outside the formation.
Moreover, the wind was formless and intangible, making it difficult to destroy.
The four Demon Marshals and Liu Zhongwu could still resist, as the pressure and tearing force of the firestorm barely reached them. However, the people they brought with them were not so fortunate.
Their cultivation was weak, and facing this terrifying crushing and tearing force, they were unable to resist.
As a last resort, the other three Demon Marshals and Liu Zhongwu had to stand around, protecting these people, while simultaneously attacking the firestorm with their divine abilities.
Fang Xiaoyu fully unleashed the firestorm, crushing towards the enemies. Simultaneously, he drew his sword and shot out sword energy outwards, intending to disrupt Marshal Qiong Ku's formation breaking.
The first two sword energies forced Marshal Qiong Ku to retreat two steps.
"Roar!"
Marshal Qiong Ku roared, a look of impatience flashing in his eyes. Then, an ancient armor appeared on his body.
The armor was extremely heavy, covered in marks from swords and blades, showcasing the medals of this brave demon warrior's valiant battles.
Marshal Qiong Ku put on the armor, withstood Fang Xiaoyu's attacks, and simultaneously concentrated his efforts on breaking the formation.
Seeing the formation being increasingly encroached by black demonic energy, Fang Xiaoyu knew that once the formation was broken, chaos would erupt, and the enemy would surely focus their attacks on Wan Lei, preventing him from repairing the formation.
And if the teleportation array was not repaired, reinforcements would not arrive, and the two of them would not be able to withstand the enemy's assault.
Do not underestimate the current situation; although there were only four Demon Marshals and one Tribulation Passer now, in the heart of the nearby desert, there were two more Tribulation Passer experts, and the demon army was continuously arriving.
This cannot continue. He must not be allowed to break the formation, or all will be lost.
With this thought, a fierce glint flashed in Fang Xiaoyu's eyes. He immediately donned his armor, spread his wings, and charged directly outside the formation.