Iron Corpse Sheath had never relaxed his guard against Lu Xiaotian. When he struck at Lu Xiaotian's chest with his palm, Lu Xiaotian first lowered his head with a startled expression, yet Iron Corpse Sheath failed to see the mocking smile in his eyes.
At the instant Iron Corpse Sheath was about to touch Lu Xiaotian's chest, Lu Xiaotian's speed surged again. Rather than intercepting the incoming palm, he shifted his body slightly, bleeding away most of Iron Corpse Sheath's attack, while launching a palm strike of his own. Lu Xiaotian had already consumed the Primordial Spirit essence of the ninth-rank earth-fire dual-element giant flood dragon, and his explosive force was no weaker than Iron Corpse Sheath's.
After swallowing the giant flood dragon's Primordial Spirit essence, Lu Xiaotian's current strength was more than enough to evade Iron Corpse Sheath's blow. Yet he was exceedingly wary of the Night Nether Bone Artifact pinning Chi Yunsang in place. He traded a minor injury for the chance to wound Iron Corpse Sheath at the same time. Even with the formidable Primordial Spirit of a peak ninth-rank giant flood dragon, Lu Xiaotian had no confidence that he could fight to the end and kill Iron Corpse Sheath, much less when the latter could control that bizarre and sinister Night Nether Bone Artifact.
If his guess was right, he could turn the tables in one stroke. If he was wrong, he would merely lose a little sooner. With a turn of his palm, a tiny white sphere glittering with cold vapor suddenly appeared in Lu Xiaotian's hand. The moment it emerged, the surrounding temperature began plummeting sharply. Even with Lu Xiaotian's strength, when he brought out the white sphere, no larger than an egg, his right hand froze numb.
"Millennium Snowfrost Stone!"
A flicker of