Lu Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how powerful someone was, once their own strength and position were threatened, they would hesitate in how they handled things. Even the mighty Emperor Yuxuan was no exception.
If the other party had continued attacking, Lu Xiaotian could indeed have fought back with everything he had and made him pay dearly. But the process of breaking through to the Heavenly Dragon Realm would inevitably have been interrupted. Fortunately, only one Heavenly Emperor from the Immortal Realm had come.
After his relief, Lu Xiaotian gathered his thoughts and tried to repair his skeletal body, most of which had been destroyed.
The Ten Calamities were far too terrifying. Even now, Lu Xiaotian could do little but passively fend them off. The aura of calamity was still advancing in wave after wave, continuing to seep toward his skull.
Although a blood-type Great Dao seed was taking shape between the skull's brows, the Ten Calamities were doing everything they could to obliterate it.
The Ten Calamities were already perilous beyond compare, and with Emperor Yuxuan interfering, the aura of calamity had grown stronger still. If things continued as they were, Lu Xiaotian truly might perish within the calamity.
Just as Lu Xiaotian had exhausted all his trump cards and could think of no way forward, a dragon's roar rang out from the Fangtian Halberd, then spread throughout the entire Dragon Domain.
After absorbing a large number of weapons, the Fangtian Halberd had been repaired to a certain extent. The totemic power within it had also been strengthened by the baptism of the calamity's aura, and now began to replenish its master.
With this fresh force flowing in, the power of the blood laws surged. The parts of his torso that had weathered away began