Watching the Thunder Dragon draw closer and closer, Lin Tianming slapped his storage bag, and three Second Order Defense Artifacts appeared in his hand.
Immediately, he cast spell incantations rapidly, accurately striking the artifacts.
"Hum hum hum..."
Strange buzzing sounds emanated as these defense artifacts flickered with light and quickly expanded, forming various barriers that tightly shielded him.
He was fast because he was well-prepared and keenly aware of the terrifying power of the Heavenly Tribulation. Even though he was always confident, he knew he must be careful.
Otherwise, if he died under the Heavenly Tribulation, it wouldn't matter how talented or brilliant he was—without life, it was all empty talk.
In this situation, Lin Tianming pushed his cultivation technique to the limit, pouring spiritual power like mad into the defense artifacts.