Such combat power was only terrifying when compared to ordinary True Immortals. Against the Primordial Sword Demon, it was naturally nothing worth mentioning.
"If my true body were here, how could you be this arrogant?" the wisp of divine consciousness within the wolf-hair brush snorted. It was still disgruntled that the Primordial Sword Demon was bullying the weak with overwhelming strength. At the same time, it was filled with curiosity about everything inside the Green Fruit Barrier.
"You're merely a fragment of divine consciousness. I'm afraid you don't even know what your true body looks like, yet you dare act arrogantly before me? Get lost and stand aside. That brat Lu Xiaotian may be able to look after you for a while, but there are bound to be oversights. If you anger me, sooner or later I'll make this wisp of your divine consciousness vanish like smoke and disperse like ashes."
The Primordial Sword Demon's physical body had been destroyed, and even his Primordial Spirit had been confined here by Lu Xiaotian. He could do nothing about Lu Xiaotian, and that was one thing. But even this fragment of divine consciousness dared to run wild before him. It truly had no idea how to live or die.
The wolf-hair brush merely grunted and did not argue. After all, the Primordial Sword Demon was right. Although that human brat had inexplicably brought him here, if the human brat stopped looking after him, he truly would be no match for this old monster, the Primordial Sword Demon. His soul would be scattered and his body turned to ash in the blink of an eye. The human cultivator who had confined him here might not be able to protect him at every moment. Since that was the case, it was better not to