Thunder and lightning could condense into solid forms and even remain that way for a long time. This bizarre sight stunned everyone and made it difficult for them to maintain their confidence in Dao Spirit Saint.
"These things definitely can't last too long! What you need to do isn't defeat them, but keep yourself alive!"
Xu Xuan knew that when it came to surviving a heavenly tribulation, outside interference was the greatest taboo.
However, as he watched Dao Spirit Saint fall into a trap, clearly unable to extricate himself, he could only call out a timely reminder.
"Ah!"
At those words, Dao Spirit Saint, whose heart had been filled with despair and dejection, instantly rallied!
People were strange that way. When doing something hopeless, no matter how desperately they fought, they could not muster any spirit.
But when doing something that offered hope, they could unleash the latent potential of their lives.
With Xu Xuan's guidance, Dao Spirit Saint no longer fretted over how impossible it was to defeat nine beings no weaker than himself.
He immediately changed his strategy and began putting all his strength into defending himself and staying alive.
Though the enormous disparity in strength meant he was repeatedly blasted away and injured, he held on throughout.
After all, the Nine-Headed Golden Dragon was not a real being. With Dao Spirit Saint defending himself with all his might, it was difficult for them to kill him outright.
In the blink of an eye, nine breaths hurried past. Despair rose in Dao Spirit Saint's heart once again, yet the Nine-Headed Golden Dragon suddenly broke apart.
They broke apart without any warning. One moment, Dao Spirit Saint was still howling in despair, feeling only that everything before him had gone pitch-black and that he could no longer control his