Chapter 487

When Lü Qing'er's silent whisper arose, the ice-blue rune on Li Luo's palm suddenly erupted in brilliant light, and strands of ice-blue radiance shot out from his palm like a flood.

The ice-blue light swiftly engulfed Li Luo's body, gradually forming a suit of ice-blue battle armor.

Intricate dark red patterns were etched across the armor, exuding an extreme chill; the moment this coldness appeared, everyone felt the furious heat around them begin to be suppressed.

But this suppression lasted only an instant—soon, the scorching heat surged back, and the ice-blue armor on Li Luo's body began to show signs of melting.

Yet those watching noticed that although the ice-blue armor was melting, the rate at which the Sky-Spirit Dew membrane beneath it dissolved had slowed.

Qin Qin Zhulu, Bai Bai Doudou, and others all widened their eyes.

Could this actually work?

What kind of divination art is Lü Qing'er using? How can it withstand the invasion of Dragon Blood Flame here?

How is this possible?!

In their stunned gazes, the color drained from Lü Qing'er's delicate face; her slender body swayed slightly, and Bai Bai Doudou quickly caught her.

"Li Luo, I can only do this much—this 'Ice Nightmare Armor' can ease the Dragon Blood Flame's erosion of your Sky-Spirit Dew membrane, buying you some time, but whether you can hold out until Dragon Bone Island, I'm not certain." Lü Qing'er's once-clear voice had grown weak.

Li Luo stared blankly at the strange ice armor on his body—he never imagined Lü Qing'er possessed such a technique.

He could feel that this so-called Ice Nightmare Armor was no ordinary divination art.

He froze for several breaths, then snapped back to awareness, flashing Lü Qing'er an awed smile: "This couldn't have come at a better time!"

He was truly delighted—now, with Lü Qing'er's help, he could keep his Three-Tailed Sky Wolf trump card hidden, saving it as a surprise.

This was an unexpected gain.

Watching Li Luo's delight, Lü Qing'er's lips curved into a faint smile—this unique divination art was the result of years of cultivation; Yu Yu Hongxi had originally been puzzled and dissatisfied with her choice, for at her current level, mastering a bloodline divination art was already her limit, so she could have chosen another bloodline art more beneficial to her cultivation.

But Lü Qing'er insisted, and eventually Yu Yu Hongxi relented.

Now, the art she had prepared had achieved exactly the result she wanted.

Thus, Lü Qing'er felt deeply satisfied.

"But my current divine power can only sustain this one art—I cannot reinforce anyone else." Lü Qing'er looked apologetically at the others.

Qin Qin Zhulu and the others shook their heads: "Given this situation, getting Li Luo through is already the best outcome."

"Li Luo, hurry—don't waste any more time."

Bai Bai Doudou urged, for the Ice Nightmare Armor clearly couldn't last long—it could only offer slight relief—so Li Luo had to seize every second and move immediately, or else failing at the last moment would be unbearable.

Wang Wang Hejiu looked miserable—he had finally gathered the Sky-Spirit Dew, hoping to shine on Dragon Bone Island, only to be eliminated halfway, forced to watch Li Luo go alone into the final showdown.

"Li Luo, push hard—I hope you defeat Jing Jing Taixu and get some revenge for us," Beside Yi Yi Lisha said with a smile.

Li Luo understood time was critical; meeting the others' hopeful gazes, he took a deep breath and nodded.

"I will."

As his words faded, divine power erupted from his body, and his figure spun away—his foot struck the water's surface, triggering water divine power to summon a wave that launched him forward like a spring.

One leap carried him over a hundred meters—though not as swift as Jing Jing Taixu's flight, it was still extremely fast.

After speeding away for a while, Li Luo glanced back and saw Lü Qing'er, Qin Qin Zhulu, Bai Bai Doudou, and the others gradually swallowed by flames, then streaks of light shot skyward—the mark of elimination.

Li Luo stared for several seconds, then turned forward, his handsome face expressionless, yet his eyes swirling with a faint aura of malice.

Jing Jing Taixu.

No—there's also Lu Ming.

Though Jing Jing Taixu was the mastermind, since Lu Ming lent a hand, regardless of her true motive, a grudge had been formed—should they meet again, no words would be needed; this debt must be repaid.

Otherwise, he'd be betraying the comrades who were eliminated.

Li Luo surged forward, and the Ice Nightmare Armor on his body slowly melted with time, yet before it fully vanished, the erosion rate of the Sky-Spirit Dew membrane beneath it had been reduced to its minimum.

"Judging by the armor's melting speed, it should last an hour."

After an hour, the Sky-Spirit Dew membrane's erosion would accelerate again.

If he failed to reach Dragon Bone Island before then, the Dragon Blood Flame here would still eliminate him.

"I hope I make it."

Li Luo muttered, accelerating further.

Along the way, he encountered students from other academies; when they saw Li Luo racing desperately, they froze—then noticed the dimmed Sky-Spirit Dew membrane on his body, and their eyes filled with malicious glee.

So Li Luo had damaged his Sky-Spirit Dew membrane somehow? No wonder he was in such a rush—if he failed to arrive in time, wouldn't he be the first eliminated?

Other academies were delighted—Li Luo was a top favorite to win; his elimination in the Dragon Blood Flame Zone meant one less formidable rival.

But Li Luo ignored all the glances, pushing forward at full speed.

This continued until an hour passed.

The Ice Nightmare Armor vanished completely.

The erosion rate of the Sky-Spirit Dew membrane accelerated.

Li Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, but he wasn't surprised—he channeled divine power like a torrent from his two divine palaces, pushing his speed to its limit.

"I can make it!"

"Li Luo, don't give up!"

His heart pounded like a drum, his mind razor-focused—he refused to be eliminated so pathetically.

Boom!

As he concentrated all his energy for a final surge, a wave of fire suddenly erupted beneath his feet—he dodged nimbly, but saw a strand of Dragon Blood Flame streak toward his wrist, as if drawn by something.

Li Luo froze—there was his Spatial Sphere!

Don't let that get destroyed—everything stored inside would spill out.

But it was too late to react—he could only watch helplessly as a strand of Dragon Blood Flame struck the Spatial Sphere on his wrist.

As Li Luo braced for the Sphere's shattering, he was stunned to find it unharmed—the Dragon Blood Flame that struck it vanished mysteriously.

Li Luo kept moving, but his face was filled with shock.

Because he sensed a faint vibration coming from the space sphere.

Something had absorbed the Dragon Blood Flame.

Li Luo hesitated slightly, then swept his hand across the space sphere, and immediately an object appeared in his hand.

It was a black token.

On the token, the ancient character "Li" was shimmering with mysterious light.