Qiong Ku and the others were fast, but Wan Lei was even faster, immediately setting up a defensive array on the ground.
Though the chances were slim, as the opposing Qiong Ku was also a master of formations, it was better than nothing. If it could help resist for a while, so be it.
Qiong Ku and the others charged forward. Seeing the array on the ground, they couldn't help but sneer.
"Last time, we fell into an illusion, it must have been this mysterious entity's doing. What a pity she's entangled now, who can save you this time!"
Qiong Ku was as talkative as ever, while Wan Lei pondered what to say to delay the fight.
An hour and a half. Last time, he could hold on for several hours under the siege of five or six demon marshals. He should be able to do so this time as well.
"Wan Lei, this is the calamity brought by the curse. It has attracted your enemies. Be careful! You just need to hold on for two hours. Now there's only one and a half hours left, hang in there!"
Mengmeng was tightly entangled by the Death Singer, unable to break free and help them. Now, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu had to rely on themselves.
Hearing Mengmeng's words, Qiong Ku immediately reacted.
"An hour and a half? What a shame, you won't live to see it."
"...Mengmeng, I f***ing thank you."
Alright, since they were here, they would face it. For the next hour and a half, it was time to fight!
The reticent Fang Xiaoyu remained silent, taking out her Vacuum Blast Bomb and laser gun. She skillfully loaded the blast bomb onto the catapult and aimed at the demon marshals outside.
"Hmph, after falling for it once, you think we'll fall for it again? Your vacuum blast bomb is indeed hard to guard against in a chaotic battle. But now there are no outsiders, only us. Dodging your vacuum blast bomb is easy!"
Qiong Ku sneered, took out his axe, and called for his men to charge, hacking fiercely at the array.
The others immediately followed, beginning their assault on the array set up by Wan Lei.
Wan Lei held the Hammer of Thor, summoning thunderclouds, and unleashed overwhelming lightning towards the demons.
Fang Xiaoyu used her swordplay, constantly attacking and harassing from the outside.
However, this time, all the demon marshals who came to hunt them were uniformly powerful, at least at the mid-tier of demon marshals.
This was partly because many low-tier demon marshals were killed in the Battle of the Thunder Emperor Hall, and partly because Qiong Ku was determined to keep Wan Lei in this Ghost Immortal Secret Realm. Therefore, the most powerful and elite forces of the demon race were dispatched en masse, vowing to slay Wan Lei here.
Wan Lei's array lasted less than a minute before it was broken.
Wan Lei did not rely on a massive number of arrays to delay time. Firstly, the array he set up temporarily was useless against the enemies before him. The Blood Devouring Sky Array could not unleash its effects, and it was difficult for him to kill many demons to power the great array.
Secondly, if they were protected by an array, they would be sitting ducks. If they could move and fight, there would be a sliver of hope for survival.
After the array was broken, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu donned their armor and charged towards the enemy.
Wan Lei activated the Fire Rune of Thunder, his body filled with fiery thunder runes that further amplified his strength. He focused on killing the weaker demon marshals.
Fang Xiaoyu, on the other hand, was more decisive, directly unleashing her Origin Fire.
The vast flames swept outwards, followed by a ferocious storm, forming a tornado that kicked up dust and flames, engulfing all the demon marshals.
She intended to use this method to obscure the vision and divine sense of the demon race, creating chaos. This would help them establish an advantage and also allow her to fire Vacuum Blast Bombs in the confusion, making the demons unable to defend against them.
The range of the storm grew larger and larger, quickly engulfing the park, and the storm continued to spread outwards.
"Death Singer, where are you? Come out and fight me... cough cough."
Mengmeng, choked by the flames and dust stirred up by the storm, couldn't open her eyes and had lost her target.
"I'm here, Dream Demon. How about we fight outside? It's really too choking here."
The Death Singer appeared before Mengmeng.
"Hee hee, who wants to fight you!"
Mengmeng chuckled, waved her hand, and the Death Singer's figure instantly vanished.
Mengmeng looked back at the storm, her gaze piercing through the dust and flames, landing on Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu who were fiercely battling their enemies.
"Hee hee, Little Wan Lei, I can't help you anymore, otherwise it would affect fairness. I'll wait for you at the Bridge of Helplessness."
With that, Mengmeng's figure disappeared.
Immediately after, the Ghost Emperor in the sky was joined by Mengmeng.
"What? Not playing anymore?"
The Ghost Emperor smiled and glanced at Mengmeng, then looked below.
"We'll see at the Bridge of Helplessness. For now, let's see if they can survive against fifteen demons. Will you help them?"
"If they are about to die, I will lend a small hand."
The Ghost Emperor said indifferently.
"Mhm, don't let him die, otherwise, those five guys will probably come back to fight you."
"Hmph, do I fear them?"
The Ghost Emperor flicked his sleeve and snorted coldly, though his confidence seemed a little lacking.
Mengmeng turned her head and said seriously,
"Yes, you do."
...
The storm of dust and flames swept across the land, reaching into the sky. Many cultivators from the Thunder Wind Realm saw this scene and watched from afar, all speculating who was fighting within.
Fang Xiaoyu, hidden within the storm, quietly observed the demon marshals. Finally, her gaze focused on a lone demon marshal.
She immediately took out her laser gun, skillfully loaded a blast bomb, and without hesitation, pulled the trigger. The blast bomb, like a slender snake, weaved through the storm and instantly struck the demon marshal.
Boom!!!
After a deafening explosion, a large hole was blown in the demon marshal's chest, and Fang Xiaoyu was almost forced to spit blood by the backlash.
This storm was formed by her body. When the storm was attacked, she also suffered.
After injuring one demon marshal, Fang Xiaoyu looked at Wan Lei. Wan Lei was currently being attacked by three demon marshals and had no time to finish off the wounded one.
Thinking it a pity, Fang Xiaoyu transformed into a hurricane again and personally charged towards the demon marshal with her sword.
The demon marshal, caught off guard and severely injured, immediately retreated towards the center of the storm's eye.
Fang Xiaoyu aimed for his back, revealing her form, her dual swords like the fangs of a poisonous snake, thrusting straight forward.
This demon marshal was no ordinary person, as evidenced by his decisive retreat after being severely injured.
Now, sensing the strong spiritual energy fluctuations behind him, a cold smile played on his lips.