He refined his dragon body with various fierce flames, pressuring the consciousness and icy power sealed, severed, and divided throughout his body. As long as there was pressure, his body would instinctively resist.
The resistance varied in strength. Whether he could grasp all the fluctuations coming from every part of his body depended on Yue Jifeng's own fortune.
If Yue Jifeng could seize the opportunity and resolve the problems within him ahead of time, that would be best. With average luck, he might still be treading water—or even regressing—by the time he reached the Dragon Domain.
Assisting Yue Jifeng only consumed part of Lu Xiaotian's energy. Everything on the battlefield could be left to the Moon Sky Hall Master.
There were seemingly quite a few Devil Lord- and Immortal Lord-level experts across these several realms, but once scattered throughout the various regions, they became exceedingly sparse. The odds of encountering someone capable of taking down the Moon Sky Hall Master were even slimmer.
Most of Lu Xiaotian's energy remained focused on his own cultivation, as well as that strange and powerful trace of aura he had discovered within the Moonshadow Wild Forest.
Lu Xiaotian placed some hope in Yue Jifeng. If he could escape his predicament, then with his former cultivation and the tribulations he had endured, entering the ranks of the Dragon Lords would not be difficult. It was merely a matter of time.
The dragon race now had four Dragon Lords. Aside from Guhan, whose origin had suffered severe losses in the past, Wen Yan, Jin Tong, and Wen Tingdao all possessed tremendous potential. Perhaps Yue Jifeng would be added to their number later.
Compared with the cultivation techniques Lu Xiaotian himself practiced, however, Yue Jifeng's importance naturally paled. The nearly invincible saber intent that the Ancient Desolation