"Flowing Cloud, this pace won't do. This old man is about to reach his limit. Once the Heavenly Tomb Soul breaks free, you won't be able to calmly draw out its Soul Power like you are now!" Xiao Xuan shouted anxiously at Flowing Cloud. Seeing the confident expression Flowing Cloud had shown earlier, Xiao Xuan guessed that he must have some backup plan. Otherwise, how could he be so confident?
"Can't hold on anymore?"
Hearing Xiao Xuan's words, a strange glint flashed through Flowing Cloud's eyes.
In truth, Flowing Cloud had prepared many methods for dealing with the Heavenly Tomb Soul, but until now, he had only used a portion of them. Naturally, he did not want to push the Heavenly Tomb Soul too hard from the very beginning. If he cornered it too severely and it chose mutual destruction, neither Flowing Cloud nor Xiao Xuan would benefit.
The method Flowing Cloud intended to use now was to boil the frog in warm water—slowly wear down the Heavenly Tomb Soul's strength first. Once its strength had declined, even if it wanted to fight to the death, Flowing Cloud would have the power to deal with it.
"Flowing Cloud, where's your backup plan? I'm not lying to you. In my current state, I can at most help you keep it trapped for a few more hours..." Xiao Xuan urged again as he watched Flowing Cloud's reaction.
Hearing Xiao Xuan's urging, Flowing Cloud unhurriedly took out a jade bottle from his Storage Ring and tossed it toward Xiao Xuan. Smiling, he said, "Senior Xiao Xuan, take this. You'll be able to hold on longer!"
"Hm?"
Catching the jade bottle Flowing Cloud had thrown over, Xiao Xuan opened it slowly, his eyes filled with surprise.
As soon as the jade bottle was opened,