"Ah!!!"
Huo Liuli roared, his eyes bloodshot, looking crazed.
His vitality was almost depleted, his cultivation nearly drained by the Blood Demon Art. The drained cultivation was then returned to him by the Call Wind Summon Rain technique.
This method of combat filled him with despair.
Huo Liuli laughed wildly, the spiritual energy within him suddenly becoming chaotic and violent. The spiritual energy of the surroundings surged into his body, and his body began to swell.
"He's going to self-detonate."
"No matter, we've been waiting for this. Absorb him with all your might!"
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu turned their demonic heads towards Huo Liuli, sucking all the power he had just condensed into their demonic heads.
"No! I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled!!!"
Huo Liuli roared, but he could do nothing to stop his vitality and cultivation from being siphoned away.
Only after half an hour, when Huo Liuli had become a withered husk, did Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu withdraw their suction.
Huo Liuli was dead.
Now, only one enemy remained.
Yi Jian Tian was even more pathetic. He was already heavily injured, and under the Fivefold Suppression and Devouring, his vitality was nearly gone.
"Wan Lei, spare my life, and I will remember this favor. Name your price."
Circumstances forced him to lower his arrogant head.
He felt bitter, having thought the situation was a sure win, only to end up in a devastating defeat.
Talent emerges generation after generation, the new replacing the old.
These young people today are truly not to be underestimated.
Yi Jian Tian looked up at Wan Lei, but only saw Wan Lei's indifferent, mocking gaze.
"Wan Lei, if you dare to kill me, the Kai Tian Sword Sect will be your irreconcilable enemy."
"Did I beg for mercy from you before? And as for the Kai Tian Sword Sect, do you think I will let them go?"
With that, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu simultaneously channeled the violent energy they had absorbed into their demonic heads, directing it at Yi Jian Tian.
"Ah!!"
Thud!
Yi Jian Tian's body completely exploded, turning into fragments.
In the arena, only a desiccated corpse and two heads remained.
The battle was over.
Wan Lei retracted the formation, recalled his thunder beasts, and holding Fang Xiaoyu's hand, quietly surveyed the battlefield.
The onlookers around were all stunned into silence.
When the battle had just begun, everyone believed that Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were doomed.
After all, two Nascent Soul cultivators facing three Mahayana stage powerhouses, even if these three were only at the lower Mahayana stage, they were still far beyond what Nascent Soul cultivators could contend with.
The best outcome people could imagine was that someone would come to rescue them, and they would manage to escape.
But who would have thought that Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu, who were at a disadvantage from the start, possessed such inexhaustible and bizarre methods?
These methods, one after another, relentlessly narrowed the gap, equalized it, surpassed it, and finally laid the foundation for victory.
Moreover, judging by Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu's appearance, there wasn't even a drop of blood on them. Even if they had internal injuries, they were likely not too serious.
In contrast, of the three Mahayana cultivators, two were reduced to heads, and the other, at least, was a complete corpse, though in a pathetic state.
On this day, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu achieved a miracle that no one had dared to imagine, a miracle that had never appeared in the Thunder Wind Realm.
With the power of Nascent Soul, they completely defeated three Mahayana cultivators.
A legend, thus, began.
People thought Wan Lei had fought with all his might, a victory snatched from the jaws of death. But if anyone had observed carefully, they would have noticed that Wan Lei, a cultivator of the lightning attribute, had not unleashed a single bolt of lightning from start to finish.
The God of Thunder, without even using lightning, could defeat his enemies.
Wan Lei had not exerted his full strength at all.
The gazes of the people towards Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu, which had previously held apprehension and wariness, now turned into reverence and admiration.
This news spread through the Water Lily Secret Realm at an even faster pace, reaching the Central Domain.
Countless people were dumbfounded, scrambling to seek confirmation from those who had witnessed the battle. It wasn't until someone transmitted the visual recordings that people finally believed it was true.
Old Fang, holding a communication jade slip, looked at it with the other two elders and then let out a hearty laugh.
The Yin Yang Sect and Kui Lian Sect were overjoyed. Other families, such as the Kai Tian Sword Sect, the Liu family, and the Huo family, reevaluated Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu, no longer considering them as merely members of the younger generation but officially recognizing them as powerful cultivators.
To be precise, in the Central Domain, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were more precious than Mahayana cultivators. If they could kill Mahayana cultivators with their Nascent Soul cultivation, then what about their Primordial Spirit stage? Mahayana stage? Tribulation Crossing stage?
Wouldn't that make them invincible under heaven?!
From then on, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were no longer prodigies, but...
Giants, powerhouses, formidable individuals!
In the Central Domain, undercurrents began to surge.
Wan Lei had become a grave threat.
It was unknown how many factions had sent messages into the Water Lily Secret Realm, issuing orders...
"This kid did a good job."
Han Xiaofeng produced a beam of pure azure lightning essence and leisurely sent it towards Wan Lei.
"Kid, let me add a bit more difficulty for you."
At this moment, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were crouching, carefully observing two small grey wolves licking their shoes. The little yellow dog was sitting on the back of one of the small grey wolves.
"Why are they so affectionate towards us?"
Fang Xiaoyu's eyes were wide. The small grey wolves were too cute.
"Looking at their dog-like behavior, they're more like dogs than dogs. Even Doggy doesn't lick shoes."
"You little brat, you want me to lick your shoes? You're not even worthy of licking my backside!"
"Get lost. If I'm not mistaken, these demonic beasts were attracted by the aura of the Ten Thousand Demonic Formation. I saw them licking the Ten Thousand Demonic Formation from outside just now."
As Wan Lei finished speaking, Fang Xiaoyu was about to reply when he suddenly saw a bolt of lightning descend from the sky.
Wan Lei reached out and caught the lightning, directly pressing it onto the Thunder God's Hammer.
"The fifth lightning essence, the Water Element Lightning, has finally arrived. I can use my fifth skill now."
Wan Lei laughed heartily and stood up, fondling the Thunder God's Hammer with delight.
"What's the fifth skill?"
Fang Xiaoyu became interested.
At that moment, a voice echoed throughout the Water Lily Secret Realm.
"Outsiders in the Water Lily Secret Realm, your mission is to lead a nearby beast-taming tribe towards the Great Wall. Those who complete the mission will receive corresponding rewards. You can choose to lead them alone, or you can choose to join other teams, but there will only be one leader. Based on your contributions, I will give corresponding rewards. Everyone's mission is the same. The Great Wall has been sealed, and only tribes carrying the heads of Mahayana cultivators can enter the Great Wall. Other tribes without heads can only stay outside the Great Wall. Hint: Every tribe will have a sense when they approach a tribe with Mahayana cultivator heads. Wan Lei... has three Mahayana cultivator heads. The mission begins."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Water Lily Secret Realm erupted in an uproar.
Wan Lei, however, felt a chill run through his body as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
This was a transparent scheme, a single statement that turned him into the enemy of all the tribes and cultivators in the Water Lily Secret Realm.