But he had no choice now. Faced with the souls of so many Primordial King Beasts, even if an old monster at the Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage were in his place, the result would most likely be dying with hatred in his heart.
So even knowing that controlling two Xiantian Spirit Treasures exceeded his limits, Lin Xuan could only force himself to endure it.
Even so, it was still not enough to fend off the enemy. If this dragged on, the result would probably still be defeat and death.
But what else could he do?
Even ants clung to life, and now there was no path of retreat left.
He would block them for as long as he could. Perhaps a turn for the better might appear.
Lin Xuan thought this way. Though he had no certainty, as long as there was the slightest thread of hope, he would not give up.
"Immortal Sword Map, fall for me!"
Lin Xuan let out a great roar, and at the same time spat several mouthfuls of essence blood from his mouth. Controlling two treasures at once placed far too great a burden on him.
Before they had even exchanged blows, Lin Xuan had already been wounded by the backlash. His blood and qi churned throughout his body, and his meridians throbbed with agony. Another person might not have been able to bear it, but Lin Xuan did not so much as furrow his brow. Instead, his hands danced, deriving supreme incantation arts, causing the essence blood he had sprayed out to merge into the Immortal Sword Map.
The situation was critical. At a time like this, he could not waste even the slightest bit of magic power. Within that essence blood was Lin Xuan's purest Life Origin Qi.
The Immortal Sword Map