Lu Xiaotian didn't rush to attack while speaking with his opponent. After the mysterious being in the ice coffin took control of the Ironwing Corpse Dragon's body and stepped out of the coffin, Lu Xiaotian sensed that while the other party was using Dragon Cup Heavenly Soul Liquid to suppress the Primordial Spirits of the outsiders, the Ironwing Corpse Dragon itself seemed to be suffering a measure of rejection from the liquid as well.
"Though this fellow is astonishingly powerful, he hasn't completely taken control of the formation's core. Little friend, you can fight him without holding back. Do your best to make him use all his strength; that will make the rift between him and the Dragon Cup Heavenly Soul Liquid even more apparent. If I spot an opening, I'll inform you at once."
The Six-Eyed Kirin King's Primordial Spirit was under tremendous suppression, leaving him with very limited fighting strength, but his eyesight remained unaffected.
Lu Xiaotian glanced at the Six-Eyed Kirin King. The other party naturally hoped he and the Ironwing Corpse Dragon, now possessed, would fight to the death. Easy to talk when you weren't the one taking the hits.
"You even know about Ying Gou's remnant bone?" The Ironwing Corpse Dragon, possessed by the ice crown, looked at Lu Xiaotian with burning eyes.
"I did see a piece once, but someone else got it."
"Who?" the Ironwing Corpse Dragon shrieked.
"Why should I tell you?" Lu Xiaotian replied with a laugh.
"Looking for death!" The possessed Ironwing Corpse Dragon's eyes filled with even greater killing intent. It flashed forward, appearing beside Lu Xiaotian as if by teleportation. One claw snatched at Lu Xiaotian's throat, as though it thought it could do whatever it pleased within its own domain of laws.
"You dare come close and