Seeing the countless attacks—each capable of gravely wounding or even killing a peak Saint—
the moment Blood Linglong was about to be completely submerged and torn apart, her mind was wholly immersed in the Great Dao as she reached the critical moment of her breakthrough.
She was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Blood Linglong's tightly closed lashes trembled violently. A trace of pain and unwillingness, along with a hint of despair, flashed across her peerlessly beautiful face.
She clearly felt the fatal threat of death—as though a cold blade had already been pressed against her neck!
But she was currently in the most critical, and most vulnerable, stage of condensing the Three Flowers!
Her mind and the Great Dao of the Sea of Blood had merged, and she was communicating with the Primordial Supreme Treasure. She simply could not break free, much less spare any attention for anything else!
If she interrupted, losing all her previous efforts would be the least of it. Her Dao foundation might well collapse outright, leaving her dead and her Dao destroyed, while even her True Spirit would be annihilated by these attacks!
There was nothing she could do!
She could only watch helplessly as death descended!
She was unwilling! Truly, she was so unwilling!
She had not yet waited for him...
Just as the situation hung by a thread, at the moment of utmost danger, when Blood Linglong was about to perish—
"Roar!!!"
A terrifying roar, one that seemed to come from the primordial antiquity, from the dawn of World Creation, shattered billions upon billions of layers of blood waves!
It drowned out all the howls of ghosts and wolves, and suppressed the roar of the entire Sea of Blood!
A colossal Great Axe Phantom appeared. Its muscles were knotted like dragons,