THUD!!!
After the Soul Refining Cauldron stopped spinning, it fell to the ground. Everything stopped…the tightly closed lid at the top of the cauldron was not pushed out by the ice inside, but it was the ice that pulled the lid together and fused into one.
Even though the pain from the spin of the Soul Refinery Cauldron was gone, it only stopped the additional aggravated injury. Xueming’s overall condition after regaining his consciousness was too severe to heal with the Qi in his body. The only way to survive that Xueming could think of at the moment was to do whatever to make the magic Flaming Blood work again.
Xueming’s idea ran fast but the spreading cold from the droplet pendant was also just as fast.