Ruoshui Qiu drew her divine sword, while Wan Qingyi’s hand gathered lightning. He rarely used weapons; at his realm of a Three Yang Saint, the enhancement of a weapon was negligible. His body and Dao techniques were the most potent weapons.
Wan Lei silently took out a ring and put it on his right middle finger.
The instant the ring was worn, Wan Lei’s mind was flooded with endless negative emotions such as brutality, jealousy, and calamity. Fortunately, his cultivation had improved considerably, and he used the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and the nascent form of the Saintly Way to preserve a sliver of his sanity.
However, this sliver of sanity only allowed him to distinguish friend from foe; thinking about anything else was difficult.
"Kill!"
Wan Lei roared and charged at the Illusion Heart Demon Emperor with the God Slaying Sword.
Wan Qingyi found his old rival, the Respectful Sage Demon Emperor, while Ruoshui Qiu’s opponent remained the Luo Wei Demon Emperor.
Three humans and three demons, all peak powerhouses from the Positive and Negative planes, clashed fiercely.
"Lead them upwards, away from the continent. Guide them out of the Thunder Wind Realm!"
Wan Qingyi transmitted his thoughts to Wan Lei and Ruoshui Qiu.
The power of a Saint could destroy universes with a casual move. They were currently too close to the Thunder Wind Continent, and without control, even a minor ripple could devastate the continent, leading to widespread suffering.
Wan Lei, still clinging to a shred of his sanity, acted swiftly upon hearing Wan Qingyi’s words, forcing the Illusion Heart Demon Emperor to retreat upwards.
Having moved away from the Thunder Wind Continent, Wan Qingyi punched through the Illusion Heart Demon Emperor’s seal on the universe, subsequently shattering the cosmic barrier.
Following this, the three of them successively blasted the three Demon Emperors out of the Thunder Wind Realm. They emerged immediately after and engaged the enemies in the vast expanse outside.
Within the Thunder Wind Realm.
As the figures of the combatants vanished, the Thunder Emperor Hall fell into silence.
Everyone exchanged glances, none knowing what to do for the moment.
"Perhaps we should wait below? We can’t help much in battles between such powerful beings," Fang Xiaoyu suggested.
When Wan Lei was absent, Fang Xiaoyu always took charge of the Thunder Rain Squad.
"That’s all we can do," the others nodded.
At this time, the generals of the two million reinforcements arrived. The leading general clasped his hands and said,
"Everyone, this battle is over. Those Demon Emperors can only be handled by Saint Lei and Saint Feng. There's nothing more for us here, so we’ll be heading back."
"Don’t rush off! You’ve come to our homeland and helped us so much. We haven’t even thanked you yet," Fang Xiaoyu quickly urged them to stay.
"No, it’s just our duty. Rescuing other universes is our responsibility. This battle was fought with ease, and we didn’t contribute much. It’s embarrassing, but we should report back. I heard the Demon race is restless again, invading our Positive Plane universes everywhere. The sooner we return, the sooner we can support other universes."
"It’s fine even if you just stay for a meal."
No matter how Fang Xiaoyu tried to persuade them, they did not stay. They boarded their ships one by one, opened space portals, and jumped back to the Immortal Realm.
"Let’s go. We should go back and see our families," Fang Xiaoyu said with a slight smile, though the worry in her eyes was evident.
"Let’s go! Off to Wan Lei’s and Sister Xiaoyu’s place!" Bao Bao exclaimed happily, zipping towards the Thunder Emperor Hall.
The others also flew over. The Feiyu ship docked above the Thunder Emperor Hall, and its occupants descended.
"Hey, hey, hey, Old Dad, did you miss me?" Sui Xiaohang, accompanied by Feng Silu, instantly appeared before Sui Potian.
General Sui looked at the two of them and was overjoyed, but he still chided them verbally,
"You brat, have you been cultivating properly in the Immortal Realm? Look at Wan Lei, he can fight Demon Emperors now. What about you? You’re just getting fatter. You were both the same back in Nanfu City, but now the gap between you is widening. Why didn't you participate in the battle earlier!"
"Oh, come on! Can I compare myself to him? The second-generation Thunder Emperor, the strongest殿子 of the Five Elements Hall, and now a late-stage Golden Immortal, on the verge of becoming a Saint. Besides, I’m not a combatant; I’m an alchemist. But I’ve broken through to the Immortal Realm now, I’m an immortal, much stronger than you."
"That’s good, brat. You haven’t disgraced me. Have you refined the elixir of immortality?"
"There is no such elixir. Unless you become a Saint, there’s no such thing as immortality."
"Hahahaha."
Wan Honggong and Liu Luo stood together, their eyes fixed on the sky. Finally, they saw Wan Liuchuan and Liu Yuxin flying towards them.
"Old Luo, the children are back," Mother Liu said, pulling Liu Luo’s sleeve, both nervous and excited.
Several years ago, their Xin'er had gone to the Immortal Realm and they had heard nothing from her. Now that they finally saw her, how could they not be excited.
"Eh? Look at the person behind them, doesn’t that look like… Liu Ao?"
"What? Ao'er is back? Ao'er is resurrected?" Mother Liu’s eyes widened as she looked. The young man following Liu Yuxin was indeed Liu Ao.
The three landed before their parents. Wan Liuchuan greeted his father, while Liu Yuxin threw herself into her father’s arms, acting spoiled. Liu Ao stood before his mother, smiling happily, tears streaming down his face.
"Ao'er! Is that really you? You’re back?" Mother Liu held Liu Ao’s hand tightly, her voice gentle yet tinged with caution and apprehension, as if afraid the person before her was an illusion, afraid Liu Ao would suddenly disappear.
"It’s me, Mother. I’ve been resurrected. I’ve returned."
"My son, do you know how much your mother has missed you these past ten years?" Mother Liu hugged Liu Ao and burst into tears.
"I missed you and Father too."
After the mother and son cried for a while, Liu Luo said,
"Alright, alright. It’s good that the child is back. Why are you crying? Liu Ao, tell us how you were resurrected."
Upon hearing this, Mother Liu also released Liu Ao and looked at him eagerly.
Liu Ao briefly recounted the events.
After listening, Liu Luo sighed,
"Alas, this is also your fortune. You spent over a decade in the ghost realm without much turmoil, and now you’ve returned safely. All thanks to Wan Lei. Our family owes him too much."
"Pah! Owe him nothing! He didn’t even want me to bring my brother back this time," Xin’er pouted, always having a stomach full of grievances when Wan Lei was mentioned.
"You still owe him. At least, you haven’t repaid the merit points you owe him," Wan Liuchuan laughed heartily.
Qian Duoduo took Ba’ernu to see the former sect leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, while Tian Suanzi and the young Taoist nun met with Elder Mingji of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.
Reunions were always joyous. Those who had gone to the Immortal Realm had returned, and their happiness temporarily dispelled their worries.