The Curator’s Aura

At blood contract fifth realm, he could borrow more energy from his pet beast. It was definitely better than nothing.

At least by borrowing firepower, Lin Jin could resist this insane blizzard.

In an instant, heat began to flow in Lin Jin's body, dispersing the cold. This blizzard was incredible. To think it could freeze a man to the bone with just one wave. Both White Ape and Xiao Huo could still withstand it but Lin Jin almost couldn't survive just now. If his cultivation level hadn't increased and gave him more firepower, Lin Jin might have been frozen to death.

The yard was now covered entirely in snow as if this was some icy wasteland.

Coiled wire needle! 

The moment Lin Jin regained some strength, he counterattacked.

In such a situation, it was either he died or the old dragon died. Lin Jin had no thought to spare. He had to grasp every single chance he could get.