Chapter 643

Shameless! Shameless!

Translation: "Shameless! Shameless!" (Keep exclamation marks). The Chinese includes quotes; we can keep quotes? The instruction: translate the lines; we should output the translation without the Chinese quotes? Usually we just translate the content. We'll output: "Shameless! Shameless!" (without surrounding quotes). But we need to keep the exclamation marks. We'll output exactly that.

Xiahou Xian lay on the ground, screaming hysterically.

Xiahou Xian lay on the ground, screaming hysterically.

It's utterly shameless, utterly shameless; the masters of the Divine Manifest Realm in the Three Kingdoms are all top-tier noble families' hidden treasures, having clashed countless times and are very familiar with each other.

Translation: "Too shameless, too shameless, the experts of the Divine Manifestation Realm in the Three Kingdoms are all the treasured clan-protecting assets hidden away by top noble houses; they have fought each other countless times and are very familiar with one another." Need to keep all info. Let's craft: "Too shameless, too shameless, the Divine Manifestation Realm experts of the Three Kingdoms are all the clan-protecting treasures kept at the bottom of the chests of top noble houses; they have fought each other countless times and are very familiar with each other." We'll output that.

Even the mighty of the Divine Manifest Realm care about face; they're all about saving face.

Translation: "Experts of the Divine Manifestation Realm all care about face, all care about saving face." We'll output: "Divine Manifestation Realm experts all care about face, all care about saving face."

There's no sneaky blow from behind—never, not ever!

Translation: "There is no such thing as striking from behind with a club, there never has been!" We'll output: "There is no striking from behind with a club, there never has been!"

So, shameless!

Translation: "So, shameless!" We'll output: "So, shameless!"

Xiahou Xian was both angry and anxious, filled with endless shame and irritation, even to the point of tears streaming down his face. As a distinguished elder of the Cao Wei royal family, Xiahou Xian usually lived in luxury, dressed in fine clothes and enjoying the utmost comfort, but now...

Translation: "Xiahou Xian was both angry and anxious, filled with endless shame, even to the point of tears streaming down his face. As a distinguished elder of the Great Wei imperial clan, Xiahou Xian usually enjoyed fine clothes and food, the utmost in luxury, but now……" We'll output: "Xiahou Xian was both angry and anxious, filled with endless shame, even to the point of tears streaming down his face. As a distinguished elder of the Great Wei imperial clan, Xiahou Xian usually enjoyed fine clothes and food, the utmost in luxury, but now……"

His body was pierced by one sealing‑vein spike after another; the excruciating pain that pierced to the marrow was bad enough, but look at him, look at him—the thick snow on the ground had been trampled into a mess by the chaotic troops, black and red unknown fluids mixed together into a sludge, then frozen by the cold wind into icy shards.

Translation: "He was stabbed again and again with severing-pulse spikes, the excruciating pain that pierced to the bone marrow aside, look at him, look at him, the thick snow on the ground had been trampled into a mess by the chaotic troops, black and red various unknown liquids mixed together into a sludge, then frozen by the cold wind into ice shards." We'll output: "He was stabbed again and again with severing-pulse spikes, the excruciating pain that pierced to the bone marrow aside, look at him, look at him, the thick snow on the ground had been trampled into a mess by the chaotic troops, black and red various unknown liquids mixed together into a sludge, then frozen by the cold wind into ice shards."

The venerable Divine Manifest Realm elder was forcibly pressed down onto this filthy ground, his crane‑cloak stained to a mess, and Xiahou Xian could even feel the icy, filthy meltwater seeping through his clothes, now in close contact with his skin.

Translation: "A lofty Divine Manifestation Realm elder was forcibly pressed down onto this filthy ground, his crane cloak dirtied to a mess, Xiahou Xian could even feel the icy, filthy meltwater seeping through his clothes, already in close contact with his body." We'll output: "A lofty Divine Manifestation Realm elder was forcibly pressed down onto this filthy ground, his crane cloak dirtied to a mess, Xiahou Xian could even feel the icy, filthy meltwater seeping through his clothes, already in close contact with his body."

Good heavens...

Translation: "Heavens……" We'll output: "Heavens……"

When Xiahou Xian was just born, still an infant, even his baby‑care—like cleaning up feces and urine—was attended to by palace maids and eunuchs; he had never touched anything unclean in his life. After he attained cultivation, he subsisted on wind and dew, consuming only the finest spiritual materials and precious medicines, so how could there be any trace of impurity?

Translation: "Xiahou Xian, from the moment he was born as an infant, had palace maids and eunuchs attend to his feces and urine; he had never touched any impurity in his life… After he achieved cultivation, he further subsisted on wind and dew, his food and drink being only the finest spiritual materials and precious medicines, how could there be any trace of impurity?" We'll output: "Xiahou Xian, from the moment he was born as an infant, had palace maids and eunuchs attend to his feces and urine; he had never touched any impurity in his life… After he achieved cultivation, he further subsisted on wind and dew, his food and drink being only the finest spiritual materials and precious medicines, how could there be any trace of impurity?"

His body was like flawless jade, unstained by even a speck of dust—how immaculate and pure the exalted divine form is!

Translation: "His body was like beautiful jade, unstained by the slightest dust; how immaculately pure is the exalted Divine Manifestation body?" We'll output: "His body was like beautiful jade, unstained by the slightest dust; how immaculately pure is the exalted Divine Manifestation body?"

But now... Xiahou Xian is practically going mad.

Translation: "But now…… Xiahou Xian was practically going mad." We'll output: "But now…… Xiahou Xian was practically going mad."

Especially, the Witch‑Iron fell from the heavens, landing heavily beside Xiahou Xian, and stepped on his head with a foot.

Translation: "Especially, Wu Tie descended from the heavens, landing heavily beside Xiahou Xian, stepping on his head with a foot." We'll output: "Especially, Wu Tie descended from the heavens, landing heavily beside Xiahou Xian, stepping on his head with a foot."

Xiahou Xian's face was slammed hard into the thick, filthy snow; as he opened his mouth to shout curses, the icy shards mixed with the smell of blood and earth instantly filled his mouth.

Translation: "Xiahou Xian's face was slammed hard into the thick, filthy snow; he had opened his mouth to curse loudly, and those ice shards mixed with the smell of blood and dirt instantly filled his mouth." We'll output: "Xiahou Xian's face was slammed hard into the thick, filthy snow; he had opened his mouth to curse loudly, and those ice shards mixed with the smell of blood and dirt instantly filled his mouth."

The heat in his mouth quickly melted the icy shards, and the filthy meltwater trickled down his throat… trickled down his throat…

Translation: "The heat in his mouth quickly melted the ice shards, and the filthy meltwater flowed down his throat…… flowed down his throat……" We'll output: "The heat in his mouth quickly melted the ice shards, and the filthy meltwater flowed down his throat…… flowed down his throat……"

Xiahou Xian wanted to die.

Translation: "Xiahou Xian wanted to die." We'll output: "Xiahou Xian wanted to die."

Two streams of hot tears flowed down; at this moment Xiahou Xian was as weak as a little girl who had just been bullied by a violent storm, and from his throat came a whimpering 'wu-wu' sound.

Translation: "Two streams of hot tears trickled down; at this moment, Xiahou Xian was as weak as a little girl who had just been bullied by a violent storm, and from his throat came a whimpering 'wu wu' sound." We'll output: "Two streams of hot tears trickled down; at this moment, Xiahou Xian was as weak as a little girl who had just been bullied by a violent storm, and from his throat came a whimpering 'wu wu' sound."

Indeed, having been pampered and privileged for countless years, Xiahou Xian could be called a qualified divine statue, but he is no longer a qualified warrior at all. Now he is so feeble that even a low‑level cultivator at the Meridian‑Pool stage could easily behead him.

Translation: "Indeed, after years of being pampered, Xiahou Xian could be called a qualified divine statue, yet he could no longer be considered a qualified 'warrior'. At this moment, he was so weak that even a minor cultivator of the Life Pool Realm could easily behead him." We'll output: "Indeed, after years of being pampered, Xiahou Xian could be called a qualified divine statue, yet he could no longer be considered a qualified 'warrior'. At this moment, he was so weak that even a minor cultivator of the Life Pool Realm could easily behead him."

Xiahou Ben sprinted forward two steps, then abruptly stopped, being very cautious, unusually cautious as he retreated step by step backward.

Translation: "Xiahou Ben sprinted forward two steps, then suddenly stopped; he was very cautious, extremely cautiously retreating step by step backward." We'll output: "Xiahou Ben sprinted forward two steps, then suddenly stopped; he was very cautious, extremely cautiously retreating step by step backward."

He suddenly realized that if the opponent could knock down Xiahou Xian with a single blow, dealing with him might be as easy as blowing a breath.

Translation: "He suddenly realized that the opponent could knock down Xiahou Xian with a single blow, so dealing with him might be as easy as blowing a breath." We'll output: "He suddenly realized that the opponent could knock down Xiahou Xian with a single blow, so dealing with him might be as easy as blowing a breath."

Moreover, he recognized the two burly elders who had just viciously attacked Xiahou Xian and swiftly subdued him—they were Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie, the two most notorious 'rolling‑blade' brutes of the Xiang clan.

Translation: "Moreover, he had already recognized the two burly old men who had just viciously attacked Xiahou Xian and swiftly restrained him— they were Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie, the two most famous slabs of rolling knife meat among the Xiang clan's slaughterhouse embryos." We'll output: "Moreover, he had already recognized the two burly old men who had just viciously attacked Xiahou Xian and swiftly restrained him— they were Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie, the two most famous slabs of rolling knife meat among the Xiang clan's slaughterhouse embryos."

The Divine Manifest Realm cultivation, combined with the Xiang family's damned gifted bloodline divine ability, and their frenzied, violent modus operandi…

Translation: "The Divine Manifestation Realm cultivation, combined with the damned Xiang family's innate bloodline divine ability, and their frenzied violent and tyrannical conduct……" We'll output: "The Divine Manifestation Realm cultivation, combined with the damned Xiang family's innate bloodline divine ability, and their frenzied violent and tyrannical conduct……"

If it were anyone else, perhaps out of respect for the face of a Divine Manifest Realm expert they wouldn't strike at juniors… but this bunch of scoundrels from the Xiang family would absolutely throw away that face and do it.

Translation: "If it were someone else, perhaps out of respect for the face of Divine Manifestation Realm experts, they wouldn't strike at juniors…… but this bunch of good-for-nothings from the Xiang family would definitely throw away decorum and do it." We'll output: "If it were someone else, perhaps out of respect for the face of Divine Manifestation Realm experts, they wouldn't strike at juniors…… but this bunch of good-for-nothings from the Xiang family would definitely throw away decorum and do it."

For tens of thousands of years on the Three Kingdoms battlefield, Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie have shamelessly bullied the younger generation—this isn't just a one‑time or two‑time occurrence.

Translation: "Over the past tens of thousands of years on the Three Kingdoms battlefield, Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie have shamelessly bullied the younger generation; this is not something that has happened just once or twice." We'll output: "Over the past tens of thousands of years on the Three Kingdoms battlefield, Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie have shamelessly bullied the younger generation; this is not something that has happened just once or twice."

Furthermore, as Linghu Jiu once said, Xiang Feiyu had once launched a sneak attack, attempting to assassinate him.

Translation: "Furthermore, Linghu Jiu had previously said that Xiang Feiyu had once launched a sneak attack and assassination attempt on him." We'll output: "Furthermore, Linghu Jiu had previously said that Xiang Feiyu had once launched a sneak attack and assassination attempt on him."

Look, look—this is the good deed done by those two old fellows right before our eyes.

Translation: "Look, look, these are the good deeds done by these two old fogeys right before our eyes." We'll output: "Look, look, these are the good deeds done by these two old fogeys right before our eyes."

Xiahou Ben helplessly glanced at his own ancestor, twitching and weeping on the ground, and sighed inwardly—it's not that the grandson is unfilial; it's really that you, old sir… are so disappointing. A venerable Divine Manifest Realm being, struck down by a single blow.

Translation: "Xiahou Ben helplessly glanced at his own ancestor twitching and weeping on the ground, sighing in his heart— it's not that the grandson is unfilial, it's really that you, old sir…… are too disappointing. A lofty Divine Manifestation expert, actually knocked down by a single strike." We'll output: "Xiahou Ben helplessly glanced at his own ancestor twitching and weeping on the ground, sighing in his heart— it's not that the grandson is unfilial, it's really that you, old sir…… are too disappointing. A lofty Divine Manifestation expert, actually knocked down by a single strike."

What can Xiahou Ben possibly do?

Translation: "What can Xiahou Ben do?" We'll output: "What can Xiahou Ben do?"

If Xiahou Ben could still muster a million‑strong army and form a perfect battle formation, he would still have the courage to match wits with two Divine Manifest Realm experts to see if he could rescue Xiahou Xian.

Translation: "If Xiahou Ben could still muster a million troops under his command now and form a perfect battle formation, he would still have the courage to match wits with two Divine Manifestation Realm experts, to see if he could rescue Xiahou Xian." We'll output: "If Xiahou Ben could still muster a million troops under his command now and form a perfect battle formation, he would still have the courage to match wits with two Divine Manifestation Realm experts, to see if he could rescue Xiahou Xian."

But… at this moment Xiahou Ben's troops are in utter disarray, completely scattered; he has only a few hundred personal guards—what can he do?

Translation: "But…… at this moment, Xiahou Ben's troops under his command have all been routed into chaos, completely scattered, and he only has a few hundred personal guards beside him— what can he do?" We'll output: "But…… at this moment, Xiahou Ben's troops under his command have all been routed into chaos, completely scattered, and he only has a few hundred personal guards beside him— what can he do?"

The Witch‑Iron stands on Xiahou Xian's head, his gaze fixed solely on Wu Lei.

Translation: "Wu Tie stepped on Xiahou Xian's head, his gaze fixed solely on Wu Nulei." We'll output: "Wu Tie stepped on Xiahou Xian's head, his gaze fixed solely on Wu Nulei."

"Others, scram… Your Majesty, heh, I originally only wanted to capture Wu Lei alive, but I didn't expect to also bring along this person…"

Translation: "\"Others, get lost…… I, the Prince, hehe, I originally only wanted to capture Wu Nulei alive, didn't expect to also bring along this person……\"" We'll output: "\"Others, get lost…… I, the Prince, hehe, I originally only wanted to capture Wu Nulei alive, didn't expect to also bring along this person……\""

"Xiang Feiyu kicked Xiahou Xian hard, then shouted with inexplicable glee: 'Prince An, this old pale‑face jade‑flute gentleman, whose real name is Xiahou Xian… goodness, his style name is \"Sheng\", and he loves to play a flute all day long…'"

Translation: "\"Xiang Feiyu kicked Xiahou Xian hard, unexpectedly shouting with joy: 'Prince An, this Old White-faced Jade Flute Mister, whose real name is Xiahou Xian… goodness, his name is "Sheng", and he happens to like playing a flute all day long……'\"" We'll output: "\"Xiang Feiyu kicked Xiahou Xian hard, unexpectedly shouting with joy: 'Prince An, this Old White-faced Jade Flute Mister, whose real name is Xiahou Xian… goodness, his name is "Sheng", and he happens to like playing a flute all day long……'\""

Xiang Feiyu's voice was incredibly loud, shaking the ground for hundreds of li around.

Translation: "Xiang Feiyu's voice was extremely loud, shaking the ground within a radius of several hundred li." We'll output: "Xiang Feiyu's voice was extremely loud, shaking the ground within a radius of several hundred li."

This old white face, when he was young, was most favored by those young ladies; even our Great Jin… oh, no, it's now Green Hill… uh, not right, thirty thousand years ago, back when it was still Great Jin, the ladies of Great Jin only thought of him… they didn't even put our brothers in their eyes at all!

Back then, I just thought, one day I must ruin his pretty little face… hehe, now I finally have the chance.

Xiang Feiyu laughed especially brightly, while Xiang Feixie had already acted, kicking a foot into Xiahou Bian's face.

Even though Xiahou Bian is not a body cultivator, a Divine Realm expert's physique is far stronger than that of an ordinary Fetal Storage body cultivator; describing him as having iron tendons and steel bones is absolutely correct.

Xiang Feixie's kick broke Xiahou Bian's cheekbone; the fracture sound roared like heavy artillery, shaking a hundred li, and the momentum was quite terrifying.

Xiahou Ben screamed hysterically: 'Ancestor!'

Wu Nu Lei then threw the Linghu Jiu in his hand to the nearby great Wu commander; layers of bloody aura rose from his body, a set of heavy black-bottom blood-patterned heavy armor draped over him; Wu Nu Lei grabbed at the void with both hands, and a twelve-foot-long spear wrapped in layers of lightning leapt from his hands.

Wu Nu Lei stared solemnly at Wu Tie, Xiang Feiyu, and Xiang Feixie: 'Hey, are you coming for me? Hehe, that whip just now—rumor has it Prince An destroyed my Great Wu's Black Heaven Cauldron, plundered the stellar essence of a hundred prefectures, and countless nefariously obtained rare materials, forging a weapon of extremely high rank, surpassing even a national treasure divine armament… that must be this General-Smiting Whip, right?'

Wu Nu Lei nodded vigorously: 'Impressive, impressive, Xiahou Bian was overturned by a single lash—this General-Smiting Whip is truly formidable.'

Wu Tie looked at Wu Nu Lei and smiled: 'Originally, this sneak attack with the whip was prepared for you… a pity, but it's still worth it… Xiahou Bian, he's quite valuable.'

Wu Tie laughed especially brightly.

Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie laughed until their eyes narrowed into slits.

Capturing Xiahou Bian alive, this merit is enough for the entire Xiang clan to atone; what are the losses and defeats suffered on the Three Kingdoms battlefield? A single Xiahou Bian is enough to offset them.

Wu Nu Lei simply rolled his eyes.

How could Xiahou Bian be merely valuable?

He knew the market price here—an ordinary clan wishing to keep a Divine Realm elder to guard the family would need the output of three to five prosperous major prefectures for ten thousand years, offering it all to the gods, to exchange for such a slot.

As for the royal family, the gods also look at the bid; the Three Kingdoms royal house wishing to keep a divine guardian would need the total output of thirty to fifty prosperous major prefectures for ten thousand years as tribute, to obtain such a slot.

Consider this: similar to Wu Tie's original fief of Yu Prefecture, a prosperous major prefecture just slightly inferior to Yu Prefecture—you would need thirty to fifty of them, gathering ten thousand years of revenue to offer to the gods, before they would agree to let a divine being of the royal family remain in the mortal realm.

Xiahou Bian cannot be described merely as 'valuable'.

Every hair on his body is worth a mountain's worth of essence crystals, a wealth like mountains of gold and seas of silver.

'I might even be more valuable than Xiahou Bian,' Wu Nu Lei laughed lowly: 'Even though we are both Divine Realm experts, our prices before the gods differ. Xiahou Bian back then probably used the ten-thousand-year output of thirty-five prefectural administrations… whereas I have expended the top-grade ten-thousand-year output of fifty prefectural administrations.'

Wu Nu Lei gave a dry laugh: 'So, if you, young man, can capture me alive… today you'll strike it rich… Linghu Qingqing will surely promote you, there's no doubt about it.'

Wu Tie nodded with a smile; the five-element divine light behind him flashed, sucking in the utterly limp, powerless Xiahou Bian, then he lifted the God-Smiting Whip and strolled slowly toward Wu Nu Lei.

'So, I want to give it a try… well, if I could capture you alive… why not give it a shot?'

Wu Tie pointed at Xiahou Ben and said: 'Order all the troops of the Great Wei to kneel and surrender, or else I will slaughter Xiahou Bian right now.'

Xiahou Ben stared blankly, fell silent for a moment, then began hysterical screaming, repeatedly shouting Wu Tie's orders over and over.

Wu Nu Ze grabbed Linghu Nine in one grasp, the other great Wu commanders simultaneously entrailed the Linghu clansmen beside Linghu Nine, silently shooting up into the sky, turning into streaks of flowing light charging into the interior of the Three Kingdoms battlefield.

Wu Tie also did not obstruct, focusing all his spirit on Wu Nu Lei.

Linghu Nine was abducted by the Great Wu… sigh, this show is getting more and more exciting… never mind how Great Wei and Great Wu wrangle, anyway, first take care of the Wu Nu Lei before us, then talk.

Vast numbers of Great Wei soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt to surrender amidst Xiahou Ben's roars.

Xiahou Ben is a royal commander, and Xiahou Xuan is even the state-protecting deity of Great Wei; concerning Xiahou Xuan's life and death, with Xiahou Ben's threat, none of the Great Wei soldiers dared to defy his orders.

Xiahou Ben bellowed loudly, directly threatening all Great Wei soldiers: whoever dared to continue resisting, if anything happened to Xiahou Xuan, he would personally exterminate their nine clans.

The Great Wei soldiers also came to their senses.

Anyway, we've already lost miserably, it's utterly impossible to organize resistance… hey, lay down your weapons and surrender, everyone hurry to the POW camp to rest, fleeing for your lives in the middle of the night in icy snow—what fun is that?

Besides fleeing for your lives, you also get shot by arrows, hit by pellets, chased from behind—this treatment is awful!

The Great Wei troops laid down their arms, and the vast camp fell silent.

Only the Great Wu troops were still fleeing in disarray, like ducks whose shed had collapsed, hurriedly rushing into the interior of the Three Kingdoms battlefield.

Wu Tie's fleet was leisurely pursuing them in the air; no matter how fast these soldiers ran, their flight speed could not match that of the warships, and their endurance was incomparable to the warships'.

Except for some senior officers who could escape smoothly, over ninety percent of the mid- and low-ranking officers would all become captives.

Gradually, the great camp fell completely silent, with only the 'whoosh' of the blazing fire coming through.

From all directions, dim and looming, huge throngs of divine soldiers closed in, their gloomy red eyes fixed tightly on Wu Nu Lei.

Wu Nu Lei looked around, gave a cold smile: "What a grand hand… so many ancient war puppets, truly willing to spend money…"

Wu Tie smiled and nodded: "Once we capture you alive, we'll become even richer… your personal worth could let us build hundreds of millions more… ancient war puppets, right?"

Wu Nu Lei took a deep breath: "Kid, don't be too arrogant, watch out—I might just…"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Nu Lei's body flickered, and with a Boom— he turned into a bolt of lightning straight for Wu Tie.

The lightning reached its peak in an instant, arriving before Wu Tie; Wu Nu Lei's lightning-spewing long spear brought forth a fierce wind, howling as it slashed toward Wu Tie's head.

At the same time, four masses of flesh sprouted behind Wu Nu Lei; with a Pop— the flesh balls burst, four thick arms grew from them, the newly born four arms each gripping a steel-tipped spear, two gilded iron clubs, smashing down on the heads and faces of Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie standing behind Wu Tie.

As the arms grew, two flesh balls also swelled on Wu Nu Lei's neck; with two Bang— sounds the flesh balls exploded, two heads sprouted on his neck, both mouths opening simultaneously—one head spewed a ball of flame, the other spewed a stream of Cold Qi.

Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie snorted coldly in unison: "Three heads, six arms, heh!"

Both simultaneously shuddered, flesh balls sprouting on their bodies; in an instant they too took on three-headed, six-armed forms, each wielding weapons and launching a fierce barrage of blows at Wu Nu Lei.

All three were powerful body cultivators, their bodies tempered to the extreme as fighting maniacs, so their divine abilities were roughly similar.

Dozens of arms left afterimages as various weapons clashed wildly; Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie, fighting two against one, always gained a slight edge.

In just a single clash, specks of Blood Light sprayed from Wu Nu Lei's body, leaving him wounded in over thirty places.

Yet his mighty, heavy thunder spear hovered above Wu Tie's head, upheld by a sheet of five-colored five-element divine light; no matter how wildly Wu Nu Lei exerted force, the thin five-element light trembled slightly but remained supple as ever.

"Kid, nice moves!" Wu Nu Lei roared loudly at Wu Tie while he and Xiang Feiyu madly hacked and slashed.

Wu Tie gripped the god-slaying whip tightly in his right hand, exerting all his strength, and came down heavily with a whip strike aimed at the center of Wu Nu Lei's head.

Wu Nu Lei dared not meet it head-on, his body again turning into a bolt of lightning as he retreated backward.

However, the sky filled with purple-gold radiant clouds, the void became bound and abnormally viscous, making Wu Nu Lei's retreat extremely slow; in the snap of a finger he moved back less than three feet.

Wu Tie, Xiang Feiyu, and Xiang Feixie's attacks suddenly descended like a violent storm, instantly engulfing Wu Nu Lei.