The power of the Flame Lord remained the same as before, but Wan Lei's strength had increased tremendously.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu fought the Flame Lord without falling into a disadvantage. Empowered by the Path of Light, the Sword Immortal Dharma Body's attacks were even more fierce, nearly obliterating a Flame Lord with every strike.
Despite the existence of the Flame Domain, which allowed Flame Lords to reform after death, it still consumed spiritual energy and the divine consciousness of Huo Liuli. If this continued, Huo Liuli would eventually falter.
With no other choice, Huo Liuli personally entered the fray. His bone whip whistled through the air, carrying flames that distorted space, and lashed out at Wan Lei, binding him.
Times had changed, and Wan Lei was not fighting alone; Fang Xiaoyu was with him.
Fang Xiaoyu raised his greatsword high and cleaved it against the bone whip. Though it didn't break, the immense force caused the whip to slip from Huo Liuli's grasp.
Wan Lei seized the bone whip and swept it towards the surrounding flame giants, killing two more Flame Lords.
Huo Liuli's heart hardened. He recalled the bone whip with a flick of his hand and resumed his battle with Wan Lei.
"Huo Liuli, are you even capable? Facing two Nascent Soul juniors and still being suppressed, how shameful," sneered Dao Luo Zhenren from the side, his sinister triangular eyes casting an ill-intentioned gaze over the scene.
"Hmph, the two of you, I didn't invite you here to watch a show. If Wan Lei lives, you won't have good days ahead of you."
Huo Liuli's expression was grim. Yi Jian Tian, without a word, unleashed a sword strike that hurtled towards Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu.
Sword cultivators were always sharp and precise. The relentless stream of sword attacks left Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu unable to defend themselves. Fang Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, her greatsword transforming into two swords as she engaged Yi Jian Tian with the Azure Conch Water Splitting Sword technique.
The Azure Conch Water Splitting Sword, a martial art from the immortal realms, possessed both offensive and defensive capabilities and was incredibly powerful. Fang Xiaoyu was able to withstand Yi Jian Tian's onslaught.
Meanwhile, Wan Lei could focus his attention on Huo Liuli.
Huo Liuli's flames, while powerful, burned against the Sword Immortal Dharma Body, but Wan Lei could manage to defend and counter-attack.
Just as Wan Lei was entangled with Huo Liuli, a fierce beam of light struck him from behind, sending him flying backward.
As Wan Lei retreated, he clearly saw what had attacked him. It was a rock golem, ten feet tall, humanoid, wielding a serrated long saber. A power ring on its chest had emitted the beam.
The rock golem leaped up, raising its saber to strike Wan Lei. Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu immediately flew forward and shattered the golem with a sword strike.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu stood together once more.
"Hahaha, brat, how do you like my golem? Let me give you another one to try!"
As he spoke, Dao Luo Zhenren waved his hand, and a steel golem appeared, rushing towards Wan Lei.
"Let me give you a taste of my formations!"
Dao Luo Zhenren laughed heartily, shaking his hand to produce a formation bead. A great formation suddenly appeared, enveloping Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu.
Instantly, the formation was filled with阴气 (yin energy), and several evil spirits emerged, their blood-red eyes blazing, lunging at Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu with bared fangs and claws.
Enemies on all sides.
Wan Lei sneered and leaped up, placing his palm on the formation. In just one second, he had deciphered and broken it.
Fang Xiaoyu also used the opportunity to shatter the steel golem.
Huo Liuli and his Flame Lords, Yi Jian Tian wielding his sword, and Dao Luo Zhenren continuously releasing golems and joining the fight himself.
With three Mahayana stage powerhouses going all out, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were immediately at a disadvantage, their cultivation shaken, and their Sword Immortal Dharma Bodies unstable.
"Kid, surrender. We can at least leave you a whole corpse. Otherwise, after we kill you, your body will be annihilated, and you won't even be able to be buried in your ancestral grave. Hahahaha."
"Let's kill that Daoist first. He's the weakest, relying entirely on formations and golems. These things are a nuisance, preventing us from focusing on the main opponents."
Wan Lei analyzed the battle and quickly spoke to Fang Xiaoyu.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Jian Tian attacked, striking Wan Lei to the ground with a single blow. A large pit appeared in the ground, the dust kicked up by the impact reaching the tribal people fighting in the distance.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, they're going to lose. They're no match for the Mahayana stage after all."
"Alas, what a shame. The battle is ending, with no suspense left."
"Let's watch until the end, then report the outcome to the sect."
"They've been fighting for so long, and yet no one has come to help. The world is cold."
Everyone believed the battle was nearing its end.
"Oh? You? You want to kill me?"
Dao Luo Zhenren laughed heartily and waved his large hand, causing hundreds of various golems to appear on the battlefield. These golems, made of wood, steel, and rock, were covered in intricate mechanisms, making them ferocious and terrifying.
"To kill me, you'd need an army!"
"An army?"
Wan Lei rose from the ground, planting his greatsword into the earth.
"Coincidentally, I happen to have an army. My wife gave it to me."
"You have an army? Kid, are you feeling unwell? If you can produce an army..."
"Myriad Beast Formation, activate!!!"
Wan Lei roared, and a great formation, flashing with lightning, erupted from the ground.
Dense beast-like runes adorned the formation.
Under the watchful eyes of the three Mahayana stage powerhouses and the countless people around, those runes lit up, transforming into thunderous beasts that appeared on the battlefield.
These beasts were covered in lightning, emanating a terrifying aura of the Primordial Spirit realm.
They were not individually strong, but their numbers reached hundreds.
Even the three Mahayana stage experts could not guarantee victory against hundreds of fearless Primordial Spirit realm cultivators.
"Kid, is this all you've got?"
Dao Luo Zhenren's face was somewhat pale, but he forced himself to remain calm.
"Cycle of Rebirth Annihilation Formation, activate!"
The ebb and flow of black and white life and death energy circulated like a grinding stone, consuming the life force within the enemies.
"Chaos Domain!"
The Eight Trigrams, Five Elements, Four Symbols, and Yin-Yang all appeared, then transformed into endless chaos, pressing down upon the battlefield.
Huo Liuli and the other two immediately felt their movements being suppressed.
"Blood Fiend Technique!"
Wan Lei shouted again, and blood qi demon heads emerged from within himself and Fang Xiaoyu. The demon heads opened their massive mouths, continuously siphoning all enemy energy on the battlefield, whether it was internal, or from the crystals of the Flame Domain's golems.
Four techniques, four layers of suppression, four degrees of weakening.
But... it wasn't enough.
Wan Lei placed a hand on his greatsword and grinned up at the sky.
"Junior Wan Lei! I invite all seniors to meet their demise!!!"