Taowu's eyes went wide.
As a True Spirit that had existed since ancient times, he was more than familiar with the secret art before him; during the last Three Realms War, he had even experienced it firsthand.
If the one descending into the Spirit World this time had been his true body, a mere Meteor Fire Rain would not have been worth fearing. With his domain, he could have resolved the crisis before him with extraordinary ease.
However, what had come this time was not his true body. His avatar's cultivation was only at the early Tribulation Transcendence Stage, and at such a realm, possessing a domain was impossible.
Then Meteor Fire Rain was not to be underestimated.
As one of the most terrifying secret incantations among Five Elements spells, it was already capable of threatening the existence of this avatar of his.
Damn it!
Just how many "surprises" was this Lin brat going to bring him? A mere existence at the middle Spirit Division stage could actually instantly cast an ancient, great-power secret art—could it be with the help of that small cauldron-shaped treasure in front of him?
Taowu thought viciously.
A True Spirit's lifespan was no inferior to that of a human immortal cultivator, and their long lives gave them even broader experience, as if they were deeply learned scholars.
The avatar had no domain, and Meteor Fire Rain would bring him a tremendous crisis.
And as luck would have it, this spell also had the effect of locking onto one's aura. Of course, once locked onto, it did not mean one absolutely could not dodge it, but the difficulty would increase many times over.
And now, time was pressing. He would have almost no time to dodge!
Taking it head-on had become his only choice!
Ao!
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