Lu Xiaotian truly was not making excuses. This was merely a risky attempt. Of course, Luo Shantian himself would bear most of the risk. As for Lu Xiaotian, if he really could not withstand it, he would only need to give up controlling that spatial power and the immortal essence it enveloped. Once he gave up, the best outcome for Luo Shantian would be severe injury; with the slightest misstep, he would meet his end, his body and soul destroyed.
The same method would be very difficult to successfully use on immortals weaker than Luo Shantian, such as Hu Xiaofeng.
"The restriction I planted in your body has to be reinforced every six months. Otherwise, the immortal essence I transferred into your dantian will erupt. When that happens, even if a True Immortal intervenes, no one will be able to save you."
Lu Xiaotian said this as he planted the spatial power-wrapped immortal essence into the other party's dantian. He would also need to maintain it regularly. Under these circumstances, even if Lu Xiaotian wanted to use the same trick again and control several immortals, it would be difficult to accomplish. The entire process consumed an enormous amount of mental energy. Having Luo Shantian alone was already enough for now.
"When does Mr. Dongfang plan to remove the restriction in my body?" The crisis within him could erupt at any moment, and with his life on the line, Luo Shantian felt indescribably miserable. Mustering his courage, he asked.
"We'll see. If you do your work for me smoothly in the Phantom Mist Marsh, I'll consider removing the restriction from your body ahead of schedule." Lu Xiaotian smiled when he heard this.
"I will certainly do everything in my power to mine enough immortal crystals for Mr. Dongfang." The other party