Refusal
Lin Fang had already experienced the formidable power of this restriction. He remained silent, no longer having the courage to test it with his own body.
Watching Lin Fang's departing back, Lu Xiaotian's mind was briefly flooded with all sorts of thoughts. He had not expected Lin Fang's foundations to be far stronger than he had imagined. The so-called True Immortal of the Azure Gourd Immortal Sect had left Lin Fang more than cultivation methods. There were likely map scrolls that even Lu Xiaotian coveted, along with methods for avoiding dangerous areas.
Although he was cooperating with Lin Fang, Lu Xiaotian could not lower his guard against him in the slightest. In the Immortal Realm, even True Immortals, or beings above that realm, might not be able to travel unhindered. If Lin Fang exploited dangers that even True Immortals feared, then even if he was weaker than Lu Xiaotian, the latter might still fall into his trap if he was even slightly careless.
Lu Xiaotian shook his head. With a thought, his divine sense moved, and he entered the Green Fruit Barrier once more. At this moment, within the endless chaos, the Primordial Spirit of the Primordial Sword Demon radiated a faint glow, far beyond that small world. Lu Xiaotian had exhausted the thunderous power within the Green Fruit Barrier to carve out that small world. For the time being, there was no need to let the Primordial Sword Demon know about it. When he had opened the space last time, he had already noticed something abnormal about the Primordial Sword Demon's Primordial Spirit. Judging by the time, it should awaken within the next day or two.
"This time, it nearly cost me my old life. Little Friend Lu, when can you let this old man out?" The faint