"If I were to die in battle here, you wouldn't be able to devour much of anything." Lu Xiaotian hated the shadow formed from the killing intent inside him to the bone.
If not for this thorn in his side, even with Thousand Tribulations Punishment Lord and the others' considerable strength, two of them would have already been lying dead.
"Not necessarily. Even if your Primordial Spirit body were torn apart, I'd still have a way to absorb you into myself in the shortest time possible. I'd just suffer a little loss."
The shadow chuckled. "A Dragon Lord who's cultivated the true dragon bloodline is indeed formidable. I was on the verge of taking you down, and then you somehow burst out with another surge of power.
"But the greater your potential, the higher my ceiling will be after I devour you. We were destined to have only one of us survive."
The figure formed from Lu Xiaotian's divine sense continued trading blows with the shadow in a flurry of short, furious exchanges. Killing intent surged out like the tide, relentlessly battering Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit.
The shadow had been born from Lu Xiaotian's killing intent and was originally part of him. It knew his methods extremely well. Yet it had also absorbed a great deal of killing intent from the outside world, and Lu Xiaotian's body rejected it with extreme violence.
Lu Xiaotian fought it fiercely with his divine sense, bringing every method to bear, but for the moment he could do nothing to it.
Still, the burst of bloodline laws and the overwhelming aura of the dragon race managed to force the shadow back a little.
But until he had completely dealt with Thousand Tribulations Punishment Lord and the other outside enemies, he was unlikely to make any