Taken into the Barrier
After detecting nothing unusual about Xin Hong and the others for the time being, Lu Xiaotian turned his attention to the wolf-hair brush that had invaded his body.
Lu Xiaotian mobilized the immortal essence within him to surround the brush, intending to subdue it. A faint mist drifted from it, and it didn't seem particularly forceful, yet its aura was elusive, carrying an ineffable sense of profundity. The immortal essence that let Lu Xiaotian look down on other immortals could barely resist it.
"I'm feeling a little unwell. I'll meditate and recover for a while. Please keep watch over me." The brush was far more troublesome than Lu Xiaotian had expected. If it were truly just an ownerless, lifeless object, it shouldn't have been so difficult to deal with. There had to be some great power's will behind it—very likely an unparalleled powerhouse of the Demon Race.
If he let the brush run rampant inside him, even the secret of his dragon essence might eventually be exposed. He didn't know what sort of being the will behind the brush was, or what it wanted. But now that it had invaded his body, Lu Xiaotian couldn't possibly let it leave, whoever it belonged to.
Ignoring the astonished looks from Xin Hong and the others, Lu Xiaotian raised a hand. The Demon-Suppressing Tower descended from the air and enveloped him. Even if the others were true immortals, there was no way they could sense anything happening inside the tower.
Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged inside the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and the Ice Demon Pot was brought in as well. He studied it for a moment, then focused all his attention on the strange presence within his body.
His immortal essence looked fierce as it pressed toward the brush, but it