"It was a threat, all things considered. But now that matters have come to this, there's no other way. We'll make a decision after Fellow Daoist Lu breaks through," the Primordial Sword Demon said. His heart wavered uncertainly, and he had no idea whether the news of the Green Fruit Barrier's existence being leaked would prove a blessing or a curse.
Perhaps the external pressure would eventually force Lu Xiaotian to release him as well. Or perhaps the destruction of this space would arrive ahead of time. Having cultivated the Soul-Origin Sword Body here, the Primordial Sword Demon naturally understood all too well the benefits this newborn space had brought to old monsters like them.
If the space truly collapsed prematurely, that was not something the Primordial Sword Demon wished to see. Moreover, before the collapse, what choice Lu Xiaotian would make—whether he would release him as he wished, or take him along into destruction—was impossible to predict. It would depend entirely on Lu Xiaotian's personal will.
Caught between hope and fear of loss, the Primordial Sword Demon naturally became weighed down by worry.
As for the Black Dragon, apart from anger, he had none of the Primordial Sword Demon's tangled thoughts. At worst, they would block soldiers with generals and stop floodwaters with earth. He, too, held considerable anticipation for Lu Xiaotian's breakthrough.
"Senior, what happened?" Ao Guang, Tuo Musheng, and a group of Dragon clansmen at the Celestial Immortal level hurried over. By then, the soul fragments of Ying Langtian and Zhe Xie had each vanished without a trace, and these Dragon clan powerhouses still had no idea what had happened.
"Go cultivate, all of you. Perhaps the last pure land our Dragon clan has left will soon come under threat." The Black Dragon sighed. Though he had