Seeing these poisonous creatures appear, everyone immediately raised their protective spiritual energy and drew their magical treasures, carefully guarding themselves.

"Humans, you despicable humans, every thousand years you come to ravage our homeland.

That fool, the Mountain-Moving Laborer, it was so simple, it never intended to harm anyone, and yet you wanted to kill it too. Despicable, evil, shameless!!!

Die, all of you, die! Mountain-Mover, watch me avenge you!"

The Red-Haired Monkey roared, shedding bloody tears from the corners of its eyes. Its immense hatred seemed to materialize, wishing to torment and slaughter the vile humans before it.

"Break the formation first,"

Fang Xiaoyu said quickly to Wan Lei.

"Alright."

"Hahaha, it's useless. This is a formation left by an immortal, the Fan Death Poison Formation that annihilates all living beings. Not to mention you, even a grand formation master couldn't break it..."

The Red-Haired Monkey suddenly fell silent. It saw that man move his fingers slightly, unleashing several bolts of lightning into the great formation. Immediately after...

The great formation dissipated.

"What were you saying just now?"

Young Master Lei was very curious.

Qian Duoduo and the other passers-by, serving as mere background props, were stunned.

This day had brought them too much shock. Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu had filled them with so much envy and jealousy. They thought they had gotten used to it, but it seemed their astonishment was far from over.

Wan Lei had actually broken a formation with a flick of his finger. What level of formation mastery was this?

You have good backing, strong talent, an amazing physique, powerful equipment, and even a better wife than others. Now you're telling us your formation mastery is also this heaven-defying?

Are you not leaving any room for others to live?

You've taken all the good things for yourself.

"Attack! Kill him! Kill these humans! Kill!!!"

The Red-Haired Monkey, enraged, roared ferociously, ordering the poisonous creatures to attack Wan Lei and the others.

Wan Lei flicked his wrist, taking out two formation beads, transforming them into a formation. A smaller one protected them, while a larger one enveloped all the poisonous creatures, including the Red-Haired Monkey.

Within the outer great formation, endless flames rose, beginning to incinerate the poisonous creatures.

For dealing with such a large number of small demonic beasts, indiscriminate fire coverage was the most effective.

Qian Duoduo and the others stayed within the formation with peace of mind, watching the countless insects and beasts outside writhe and scream in agony, burning to charcoal. A peculiar sense of satisfaction welled up in their hearts.

They felt fortunate that Wan Lei possessed formations to block these demonic beasts. Otherwise, if they were caught in such a encirclement, let alone defeating the enemy, even escaping would be difficult. Without losing a few people, they wouldn't be able to escape.

After a quarter of an hour, most of the insect beasts outside had been burned to death, but five large snakes were still leaping and writhing.

These five large snakes were Yuan Shen realm demonic beasts. Although they had sustained damage from Wan Lei's fire, they could still barely resist.

Formations were not omnipotent. The power of a formation depended not only on the formation setter's mastery but also on their strength.

If formations could unleash infinite power simply by being set up, then Young Master Lei would have been invincible long ago.

Not to mention him, even if the Heavenly Formation Pavilion simply set up a formation to protect one of the nine great powers and annihilated the other eight, establishing dominance over the Thunderwind Realm, wouldn't that be more appealing?

The path of formations was ultimately a minor path, a supplement. What truly allowed a person or a force to rise was their own strength.

Once you become the supreme being of the universe, even the most powerful formation in the universe could be shattered by a single punch.

One force breaks ten thousand methods.

Personal strength is the true king.

As for the poisonous snakes outside, if Wan Lei were determined to use formations to attack, setting up more formations and attacking relentlessly, he could kill them in a few days.

However, he didn't want to waste time.

So, he decided...

"Wife, let's go out and deal with those snakes.

You guys, whoever wants to practice, go out and fight. Those who don't want to can stay in the small formation; they can't break it."

After speaking, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu donned their armor and immediately left the small formation, engaging in battle with the five snakes, each over ten zhang long.

Qian Duoduo did not hesitate and immediately exited the small formation to fight the snakes.

Yue Lingxi hesitated for a moment before coming out with a few female disciples.

He Shibai and the other two also came out. They had already broken through to the Nascent Soul realm, and fighting a Yuan Shen realm snake was something they could barely manage for self-preservation.

Strength still needed to be honed to grow.

The other disciples were all Core Formation cultivators. Including Qi Manyao, they knew their strength would only be a hindrance if they went out. Thus, they stayed within the formation, waiting for those outside to resolve the crisis.

The five snakes were divided among the group. Wan Lei had no intention of helping others bear the pressure; he focused on attacking the snake in front of him, letting others find their own ways.

If they really couldn't win, they could retreat into the small formation, couldn't they?

Wan Lei spread his wings, soaring rapidly. He circled in the air, then guided lightning with his hammer, smashing it down fiercely at the snake below.

The snake let out a sharp cry and suddenly leaped up, opening its cavernous mouth to bite Wan Lei.

Its two sharp fangs glinted with cold light, terrifying and menacing.

The snake was incredibly fast, reaching Wan Lei in the blink of an eye. Wan Lei swung his hammer towards its head.

However, the snake's greatest advantage was its agility and flexibility. The snake's mouth, which was about to bite Wan Lei, suddenly turned at a strange angle. Its tail lashed upwards, coiling around Wan Lei.

Wan Lei punched the snake's body, but it had no effect.

He tore at the snake's body with his hands, but only managed to rip off a few scales without injuring the snake at all.

The snake's coils grew tighter and tighter. If not for his armor, Wan Lei felt his body would have been squeezed into a strip of dough.

He then took out the Thunder God's Hammer again and smashed it fiercely at the snake, but the creature seemed impervious to blunt attacks. No matter how he struck, it only tightened its grip.

In desperation, Wan Lei manipulated the tips of the wings on his back, turning them into sharp thorns, and directly plunged them into the spot where he had just pried off the scales.

"Ah!!!"

The snake let out a shrill cry. Wan Lei immediately used his Gale Crane Cry attack on its spiritual consciousness. The snake completely released Wan Lei and plummeted downwards.

Wan Lei spread his wings, like a majestic eagle, and swooped down towards the falling snake, grabbing it and slamming it hard onto the ground.

After rolling a few times on the ground, the snake flew up again, lunging towards Wan Lei.

This time, Wan Lei had learned his lesson. He refused to engage in close combat, spreading his wings to maneuver and simultaneously unleashing all the feather-sharp thorns from his wings, showering the snake with them.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu followed suit, using her speed to maneuver and attack the snake with sharp thorns.

After a brief period of maneuvering, the two seized an opportunity, their figures crossing paths. The two snakes behind them, caught off guard, each bit the other.

This coordination was flawless.

The two soared through the air, followed by countless streaks of light from their thorns, like eagles battling in the sky.