With a Thunder Pearl in hand, he waited for the Wind Armor Talisman to be depleted a second time before immediately using it for the third. If by some stroke of luck the ice-blue flames and the spiritual power on the Wind Armor Talisman consumed each other, that would naturally be best. Without those incomparably bizarre ice-blue flames, even Di Kun would be unable to do anything to him.
Of course, Lu Xiaotian felt that possibility was infinitesimal. At the very least, the Wind Armor Talisman was being consumed far faster than the ice-blue flames before him.
Lu Xiaotian gave a bitter smile. In this situation, he could only sit by and watch the worst outcome arrive.
Just as despair rose in Lu Xiaotian's heart, the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist suddenly began to shake violently.
Lu Xiaotian was startled, unable to understand why the Spirit Beast Bag would move at such a time. He had raised several spirit beasts. The Leopard had been the earliest, but its aptitude was limited; reaching the peak of the third rank was already its limit. Over the past few years, he had also sought out spiritual items that could help spirit beasts break through, but had gained little. The Leopard had consumed far more spiritual items than ordinary spirit beasts, yet there was not the slightest sign of a breakthrough.
The Ice Silkworm had only been useful when he crafted the Ice-Silk Silkworm Armor. After breaking through Qi Refining, it had become useless; its level was too low to be of much use to Foundation Establishment cultivators. Then there was the Realm-Breaking Insect. Ever since that little bug had devoured the strange restriction set by the green-armored skeleton in the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land, it had remained asleep for more than ten years.