A flash of azure qi flickered through Lu Xiaotian's eyes. The three giant islands of the Immortal Realm repeatedly slammed into one another. While presiding over the situation, he also had to do his utmost to draw in the Twelve Sumeru Paths. At this moment, he could truly be said to be multitasking on several fronts.
Aside from the greatest crisis before him, the previous wielder of the Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons might take advantage of the chaos at any moment. That opponent had also set his sights on Lu Xiaotian's Twelve Sumeru Paths.
The spatial fluctuations around the entire Dragon Domain were terrifying. Even experts like Jin Tong found it exceedingly difficult to act, but with a Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons in hand, that opponent was far less restricted.
That old monster had always been afraid to act rashly, but now he was like a beast that had caught the scent of blood, liable to pounce out at any moment and seize the Twelve Sumeru Paths. It was even possible that he was plotting to take Lu Xiaotian's Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons as well.
Lu Xiaotian was not afraid of how much damage the opponent could cause. However, he truly had no attention to spare at this moment. If the opponent attacked, the Twelve Sumeru Paths he had painstakingly maintained could very likely be destroyed, and all the effort he had poured into refining the Sumeru Sacred Dao Pills for so long would probably come to nothing.
"Don't worry about him. If that whelp dares come, this empress will deal with him." Just as Lu Xiaotian was caught between two difficult choices, Yan Ji's voice entered his ears at the right moment.
"Your injuries have healed?" Lu Xiaotian's face lit up.
"They healed long ago. Dealing with this person won't be difficult,