The others, who were also badly injured, immediately swallowed some cultivation pills, hastily tended to their wounds, and stepped forward again.
They each pressed their palms against the formation, sending several streams of spiritual qi surging into it together without pause. The Black Ice Centipede, the Dream-Eating Gecko, and spirit insects such as Mirror Insects and Mirror Ancient Millipedes joined in as well.
Outside the formation, the Second Consort's savage onslaught grew even more frenzied, yet a certain balance was actually reached for a short time.
Under immense pressure, Mu Ting looked toward Lin Ke, her heart burning with urgency. She saw that his body was already covered in golden-yellow cracks like parched earth. Scorching flames roamed and surged along their edges, making him resemble a fire dragon eggshell on the verge of shattering.
"Lin Ke? Keep going! You have to succeed. We're all counting on you."
Meanwhile, within Lin Ke's Inner Contemplation world, he had already successfully refined over a hundred strands of Dragon Pearl Fire.
His nascent soul had begun spontaneously helping him circulate the refined Dragon Pearl Fire through his body as spiritual qi.
However, both his physical body and his nascent soul had already reached their limits. The burning agony was like a skylight opening in the darkness of his consciousness, the blazing light pouring through it impossible to evade or hide from.
Lin Ke had no choice but to keep reciting the Thousand Changes Long Night Burning Sun Art taught to him by the Centipede Dragon Cultivator in his mind to distract himself.
Yet even as his physical body's tolerance for the Dragon Pearl Fire continued to improve, he could still feel his nascent soul and divine soul undergoing a painful transformation. Some critical threshold was approaching.
He simply did not know whether the deathline