Compared to the demons, Wan Lei hated these traitors who had betrayed their own race even more.
After all, demons were external enemies. It was a war of life and death. If they were strong, they killed you; if you were strong, you destroyed them. There was no such thing as justice or evil, just a natural opposition between two different races.
But these traitors, who were disloyal, were the most unforgivable. If they hadn't betrayed them, even if the enemy had broken through, the people of the Lei Feng Realm, united, with two to thirty Tribulation Transcenders, plus countless armies from the nine major powers, could have defeated the demons.
The entire populace within the Liu family's territory would not have suffered countless casualties, and the Wu, Zhou, and Dun families would not have been annihilated.
It was precisely because of their betrayal that hundreds of millions of people in the Lei Feng Realm had died in vain. These people all had their own lives, their own families, and their own futures.
But due to the ambition of these three families, all of it was gone.
Wan Lei detested these people. After killing Liu Huafan, he and Fang Xiaoyu, one on each side, attacked the Sword Slave and another Tribulation Transcender expert from the Kaitian Sword Sect. As for the last remaining one, heh, he was already dead under the Creation God Disk.
The main function of the Creation God Disk was to condense a Creation Seed. As the host grew, this universe seed would also grow, providing the host with nearly infinite energy and powerful combat power amplification. After all, no matter how strong you were, could you consume the energy of an entire universe?
But how could the function of a creation-level divine artifact be limited to just this? Its boundless chaotic energy, with just a wisp, could directly boost their cultivation from the middle stage of Mahayana to the peak of Tribulation Transcendence. If not for the bottleneck of ascending to immortality, Wan Lei suspected they could have reached the immortal realm.
As for suppressing and attacking with chaotic energy, these were just minor functions attached to the primary role of creation.
The chaotic energy was too powerful; it could instantly kill experts in the lower and middle stages of Tribulation Transcendence.
As for experts at the peak of Tribulation Transcendence, a single laser beam could not directly eliminate them,
but it could wound them.
Wan Lei used the Creation God Disk to concentrate its attack on Sword Slave's and Fang Xiaoyu's opponents, while he himself crushed Sword Slave, leaving him no room to fight back.
Other demon marshals wanted to come to help, but they were wary of the indiscriminate attacks of the Creation God Disk. Wan Lei was currently unable to focus on them; he only used lasers for defense, which only managed to injure them.
However, if they were hit in a vital spot, weaker demon marshals would be directly killed.
Fang Xiaoyu's combat power was always on par with Wan Lei's. With the help of the Creation God Disk, she killed the Tribulation Transcender expert from the Kaitian Sword Sect in just ten seconds.
Meanwhile, Wan Lei's figure moved as fast as lightning, leaving only afterimages.
The speed of Tribulation Transcenders was already fast enough. Sword Slave could unleash hundreds of swords per second, and each sword was incredibly sharp and attacked from tricky angles. In a one-on-one fight, there was no expert in the entire Lei Feng Realm who could match him. Only Qiong Ku and Qiong Xin could contend with him.
But now, he was facing the even more powerful Wan Lei. In the brief openings between his sword attacks, Wan Lei could attack him several times. Wan Lei didn't even use any divine abilities; just relying on the Creation God Disk and his own lightning attacks, he had beaten Sword Slave until he was covered in wounds.
At the same cultivation level, Wan Lei could guarantee his absolute invincibility.
Sword Slave was already covered in injuries. It was only his sharp swordsmanship and swift movement that prevented Wan Lei's Creation God Disk from hitting his vital parts.
But now, after a minute of fierce battle, he was covered in wounds, tottering precariously, his speed and attack power greatly diminished.
"Little thief, I am not convinced! I have traversed the Lei Feng Realm for nearly ten thousand years, how can I die at the hands of a junior like you!"
Sword Slave roared to the sky, the surrounding spiritual energy forming a vortex and rushing towards his body.
Even though he had become a traitor, he still had his pride. Even if he was bound to die, he was unwilling to die at Wan Lei's hands.
Wan Lei snorted coldly,
"Hmph, grief? Despair? Are you going to self-destruct? You old dog, when you forced Zhao Xingyu to self-destruct before, did you ever think about how desperate he was!"
The members of the Lei Di Alliance, who had already retreated to a distance, were stunned. They wondered why Wan Lei hadn't killed Sword Slave sooner; it turned out he wanted to push him to desperation, force him to self-destruct, and let him experience despair as well.
This was to avenge Zhao Mingyu.
Just as this old dog was about to self-destruct, Wan Lei used the Wind Blade Evasion technique, grabbed the old dog, and brought him into the midst of the demon marshals, then quickly left.
The demon marshals' faces turned ashen when they saw Sword Slave, who was about to self-destruct, suddenly appear beside them. They immediately scattered and fled. Qiong Xin did not forget to grab the motionless Qiong Ku.
Boom!!!
A heaven-shattering explosion sounded, and the demon marshals were blown away. Two slow-moving lower-level demon marshals were blown to death on the spot, and many of the other demon marshals were also injured.
"Wife, the hunt has begun."
Wan Lei grinned sinisterly and swung his hammer towards the demon marshals, charging at them. Fang Xiaoyu remained silent, holding her twin swords, drawing blooming sword shadows, and killing into the crowd.
This was their time to hunt. These arrogant enemies, the demon marshals who had once chased them until they had nowhere to go, were now merely prey waiting to be hunted.
From the moment they returned as kings, the fate of these demon marshals had been sealed.
The two of them, like tigers entering a flock of sheep, moved like phantoms, constantly attacking the enemy.
According to Wan Lei's principle of "horse racing," one must first eliminate the weaker enemies before killing the stronger ones.
Stronger enemies were difficult to kill, and you had to guard against the attacks of other enemies. It was better to first clip all their wings, and then concentrate on dealing with the stronger enemies.
Breaking one finger was better than injuring five fingers.
As they focused on killing the enemy, the Creation God Disk in the sky continued to launch indiscriminate attacks from above, with beams of laser light like vengeful spirits, constantly harvesting enemy lives.
The people from the Lei Di Hall in the distance watched in stunned silence. They knew that Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were strong, but they never expected them to be this strong.
To charge into the enemy ranks as if in an uninhabited land – what kind of speed was this, what kind of combat power was this?
They suddenly realized that they might not have anything to do.
This feeling of being ignored and forced to be a spectator…
It was truly, truly satisfying.
What a joke, was this the time to feel stifled or inferior?
When the strong arrived, you just had to hug their thighs.
Watching their enemies, who had once pushed them to the brink of despair, fall one by one and land on the ground, they couldn't be happier.
They could already see the dawn of victory. No, they had actually already won. As long as they wiped out the demon marshals, the remaining armies of the enemy would no longer be their match.