"Dada, over here!"
Wan Lei roared, unleashing a bolt of lightning that transformed into a chain, latching onto Dada's arm and pulling him closer.
"They're all… done for…"
Dada vomited a mouthful of blood, his eyes unfocused, his hundred-zhang body swaying precariously.
"Hold on!"
"Can we… can we really not break through this…"
Bao Bao, wracked with pain, tears welled in her eyes. She had never sustained such serious injuries or experienced such despair.
At this moment, the little girl felt utterly wronged.
"Don't lose heart, we still have hope."
Wan Lei encouraged everyone and was about to charge forward to carve a bloody path when, not far ahead, an even more terrifying figure appeared.
The demonic silhouette's eyes flickered with eerie light. It was taller than any other demon, reaching a full four Zhang.
An Upper Demon God!!!
Equivalent to a Golden Immortal realm expert!
The Upper Demon God wore gauntlets with steel bone spurs, entwined with terrifying black demonic energy, and punched towards them.
"Block it!"
"We can't!"
"Even if we can't, we must! Form the array again; we won't retreat, even if it means death!"
The four little ones roared in desperation, forming the Great Five Elements Battle Array to withstand the attack of this terrifying expert who surpassed them by three major realms.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu also rushed to the front. How could they allow four children to protect them?
Wan Lei's body was filled with the Fire Thunder Rune, the Wood Thunder coursed within him, the Metal Thunder condensed on his hammer, the Earth Thunder formed a defense before him, and the Water Thunder transformed into a domain, enveloping everyone.
Fang Xiaoyu, holding the Rose, had already raised it high.
As the fist descended, carrying a world-destroying might, Wan Lei clearly felt:
He couldn't block it. Absolutely impossible to block it. This punch could reduce him to dust.
With no time to hesitate, Wan Lei made a selfish decision in an instant.
He turned and, at the very moment the fist arrived, shoved Fang Xiaoyu away.
"Wan Lei!!!"
Fang Xiaoyu roared hoarsely.
Here again!
It's always like this!
Every time they faced mortal danger, Wan Lei would unhesitatingly push her away and bear the attack alone.
Fang Xiaoyu detested this about him.
The fist slammed down. Watching Fang Xiaoyu's retreating figure, Wan Lei smiled, followed by a searing pain that tore through his body and even his soul, engulfing him.
He knew his Thunder Body had cracked, his Haotian Battle Body had collapsed. If not for the Thunder Radiance Battle Armor, his body would have been in pieces by now.
His mind roared, but he did not stop thinking.
His current Tai Heng realm cultivation was already like this, so what about the four little ones…
Wouldn't they die on the spot?
He released his divine sense and felt the faint life forces within the four scattered figures. He felt a slight relief. Perhaps they had protective treasures given by the Immortal Venerable, so they weren't dead, but their current state was similar to his.
At the same time, Wan Lei wondered, with the strength of an Upper Demon God, why they weren't dead even when hit through armor.
Eliminating all impossibilities, the remaining least likely one was the truth:
This Demon God had held back.
The reason he held back was…
To capture them alive.
The large hand the Demon God was reaching for him now validated his thought.
The Luo Fei Demon Emperor wanted to capture him, the Jing Xian Demon Emperor wanted to capture him, and now this Demon God, who could kill him with a single blow, also wanted to capture him…
Why capture him?
Shouldn't they be capturing the son of the Immortal Venerable?
With these questions, Wan Lei saw the approaching hand suddenly repelled by a golden light.
An elder of the human race appeared on the scene.
Upon his appearance, the Daoist robed elder spoke not a word, raising his horsetail whisk and engaging the Upper Demon God in battle.
Our Golden Immortal realm experts have arrived!
Wan Lei was ecstatic. He tried to circulate his cultivation to stabilize his falling figure but found himself in so much pain he was on the verge of losing consciousness. He couldn't muster any cultivation or strength.
Suddenly, a small, steel hand grasped him.
Seeing the cyan armor before him, Wan Lei smiled. He knew he was safe.
"Wife…"
"I will not forgive you!"
Fang Xiaoyu pulled Wan Lei and slung him onto her back. After uttering a stern warning, she immediately used her wind blade遁术 (escape technique) to go and retrieve the four little ones who were falling.
They had been blown away by the punch, scattering far. Fortunately, Fang Xiaoyu was fast enough. While using her wind blade遁术, she used the power of wind to drag them up one by one.
More and more Upper Demon Gods appeared, and more Golden Immortal realm experts came to reinforce them.
These experts shielded the Thunder Rain team, resisting attacks from all directions. Gradually, the attacks on Wan Lei and his companions decreased until the Golden Immortal realm experts formed a complete defense, and no enemy could reach them anymore.
After fighting for several hours and killing countless demons, the Thunder Rain team could finally stop and rest. They were truly unable to fight any longer.
"We're safe."
The only one still able to move on the battlefield was Fang Xiaoyu.
Looking at the miserable state of her companions, Fang Xiaoyu's nose stung, and she almost burst into tears.
Her lively companions had all fallen.
She used her spiritual energy to support all her companions. When Fang Xiaoyu arrived, Dada finally couldn't hold on and reverted to his normal human size before falling unconscious.
Fortunately, the Golden Immortal realm experts had arrived, otherwise, Fang Xiaoyu alone carrying so many people would have been unable to fight.
"Kaka, come back!"
Fang Xiaoyu shouted. Kaka saw her and also rushed back, protecting everyone.
Suddenly, a commotion came from the west. Fang Xiaoyu flew higher and looked up, seeing that amidst the black demons, an army was charging towards them like a sharp blade.
Wherever the blade passed, the formation of the demon army was like a piece of cloth meeting scissors, the opening tearing wider and wider.
The human army was invincible, advancing relentlessly, crushing all demonic enemies in its path.
The person charging at the forefront, wielding a long sword, continuously slashed. Where he passed, bodies piled high, flesh and blood flew.
He wore ancient armor, and his handsome face was contorted in a roaring grimace, his face covered in green blood. His armor seemed to have been washed in blood, flowing down like a waterfall.
Within Base 18, the only person with this War God's bearing was Ling Xin.
At this moment, Ling Xin was incredibly domineering. He paid no attention to attacks from the sides, his eyes only on the enemies ahead, and then…
Crush them!