Concern
After all, the sudden disappearance of a third-grade Immortal Pill Saint was no small matter. What was more, Lu Xiaotian's influence in the Honghao Celestial Court had long since surpassed the level an ordinary third-grade Immortal Pill Saint—or even a Heavenly Immortal—could attain.
Lu Xiaotian had tried many ways to restrain the dragon essence within his body, but after becoming more closely connected to the power of the Dragon Wolf Totem, the dragon essence was far beyond what his current immortal essence could contend with. Once the dragon essence began incorporating the Laws of Space, using spatial power to seal it off became even less effective. Ultimately, his immortal essence was simply too weak at present.
"All things fall into place in time; don't force anything. If we can't get out for now, then so be it. Staying in this space, free from worldly strife, is pretty nice too. It's just that you look a little ugly." Xiang Qingcheng hugged Lu Xiaotian's arm, then looked at his dragon head and couldn't help covering her mouth with a laugh. "Everyone else gains more bearing the more they cultivate. How did cultivation turn you into this?"
Lu Xiaotian could only let out a bitter laugh. Deep down, he still identified more with the human race. After all, he had entered the cultivation world as a human cultivator when he was young. But fate had played a cruel trick on him, and he had ended up looking like this against his will. Who could have known that the Devouring Soul Art he had obtained during the Foundation Establishment Realm would eventually turn him into what he was now?
Even regretting it now was too late. So many years had passed. Besides, whether it was the Devouring Soul Art, the Soul Fusion Art,