In fact, even under these circumstances, if Lu Xiaotian wanted to condense a Law Space, not only would its scale be far inferior to usual, but it would also be fundamentally unsustainable for any significant length of time. Otherwise, the consumption of divine sense and dragon qi would reach a terrifying degree.
However, even without being able to construct a complete Law Space, having a powerful Primordial Spirit still held an incomparable advantage amid such chaos. His control over the overall situation and perception of danger were still beyond the comparison of ordinary Golden Immortals.
At this moment, blizzards surged through the void as ice-field Demon Race troops and allied Demon Race forces under Demon King Xuehong continuously rushed in for reinforcements. Lu Xiaotian's speed in killing enemies could not even keep pace with the enemy's deployment of reinforcements.
Yet it was not simply a matter of relying on sheer numbers to block Lu Xiaotian; they also had to form proper battle formations to fully leverage their numerical advantage.
Lu Xiaotian charged left and right in a series of breakthroughs, leaving behind a trail of heavy casualties among the ice-field Demon Race and the reinforcement allied forces wherever he passed. Amidst this melee, Lu Xiaotian's true dragon battle skills were pushed to their absolute limits. His powerful Primordial Spirit's perception of the entire battlefield dynamics also allowed him to strike the weak points of the grand formation in the shortest possible time, even as the ice-field Demon Race army adjusted.
Ever since he fought his way out of Xuehong Demon Palace, the void, the ground, and even the underground were filled with the ice-field Demon Race and their allied Demon armies. The surrounding airspace was sealed off airtight.
Facing the endless stream of armies rushing to block the gaps torn