The spirit of the fire phoenix spread its wings and rose into the air. At the same time, Lu Xiaotian raised a hand, and a sky-covering storm of lightning arrows surged madly toward the Ice-Thunder Immortal Guard, whose speed had been temporarily restrained.
The Ice-Thunder Immortal Guard was no weakling either. Its long saber swept back and forth in a seamless defense, keeping both the fire phoenix spirit and the Five-Thunder Arrows outside its defensive sphere. Lu Xiaotian's domain cave of insight spread outward, enveloping all the space around the Ice-Thunder Immortal Guard. Though a bone-chilling, bizarrely frigid aura and the power of thunder constantly invaded it, corroding Lu Xiaotian's domain, another sword shadow appeared behind him. It was none other than the Primordial Spirit Sword Shadow he had cultivated.
The Primordial Spirit Sword Shadow lightly slashed forward, and the chaotic auras that had invaded him immediately began to crumble one after another.
As soon as the Primordial Spirit Sword Shadow emerged, Lu Xiaotian clearly sensed something akin to a Primordial Spirit trembling faintly inside the Ice-Thunder Immortal Guard, as though it had encountered a fatal threat. It was not only the Ice-Thunder Immortal Guard fighting Lu Xiaotian that reacted this way. The four Ice-Thunder Immortal Guards near the ice hall's throne did as well.
Lu Xiaotian's heart jolted. The Primordial Spirit Sword Shadow's might was truly extraordinary, but under the current circumstances, it was clearly not suitable for use. If it drew the other four Ice-Thunder Immortal Guards into attacking him together, it would cause him considerable trouble. Without employing other means, he feared it would be difficult to maintain a foothold in this ice hall.
Lu Xiaotian had not come simply to trade blows with these Ice-Thunder Immortal Guards. His most important objective was naturally to gather Netherworld