The aura of this icy, snowy land affected not only Faxiang, but the Dao Lord of Purple Sun as well.
With the Ice-Piercing Ancient Mirror and his formidable physical body, Lu Xiaotian was far less constrained by this environment.
The Nine-Turn Dragon Seal and the Purple-Origin Immortal Sword clashed fiercely. Even with the two of them working together, Lu Xiaotian was repeatedly forced back.
But each time, Lu Xiaotian used the Ice-Piercing Ancient Mirror to turn the tide again. The Dao Lord of Purple Sun's heart sank to the bottom. He had gone to the trouble of bringing the Sumeru Heaven-Banning Ring to deal with Lu Xiaotian, and had expected this to be a sure thing. He had never imagined things would end up so awkward.
There had been no chance to use the Sumeru Heaven-Banning Ring at all. Lu Xiaotian had already countered his methods without even relying on the Dragon Clan army hidden in space.
If he couldn't take Lu Xiaotian down in one fell swoop, word of it would make him a laughingstock.
"If I can't take him down on my own, then I'll have to summon the immortal army." The Dao Lord of Purple Sun tossed something into the air. A purple pillar of light shot skyward, and waves of purple light spread in every direction.
"Holy Alchemist of the East, the Dao Lord of Purple Sun is sending a message to the immortal army," the bear-headed Demonic Beast Faxiang said at once, on guard.
"The Dharma King surely won't sit idly by." Lu Xiaotian naturally understood the Dao Lord of Purple Sun's move perfectly.
It wasn't that he feared the immortal army all that much. In a place like this icy wasteland, a large force couldn't simply bring its full strength to bear.
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