"Then let you not have so long!"
With that, Xing Ding and his clone simultaneously erupted, attacking the light screen of the Profound Yellow Tower from different directions.
"Boom, boom..."
Spiritual power rained down on the light screen like a torrential downpour.
Ripples appeared on its surface.
At the same time, Chen Xuan's expression grew solemn, because as Xing Ding attacked, the rate at which his spiritual power was being consumed was rapidly increasing.
But compared to him, Xing Ding was even more anxious at that moment.
Because... the skies had changed.
The Spirit Tribulation seemed close to being triggered, and once it succeeded, everything would be over.
"Burn the vital blood!"
Xing Ding commanded his distant clone.
Without any hesitation, Xing Ding's clone instantly ignited its vital blood, its aura skyrocketing, surpassing the fourth level of the Dao Realm and reaching the fifth level before stopping.
"Refining clones isn't easy, why court death!"
