The Black Dragon shook his head with a smile. In front of outsiders, he had already begun addressing Lu Xiaotian as clan leader. Within the Green Fruit Barrier, Lu Xiaotian was the head of the Dragon Clan, ruling over this group of dragons, which had begun to take shape. The dragons here did not care about bloodline, only individual cultivation. Whoever had the potential to grow would soar to the heavens.
When Lu Xiaotian had first brought him into the Green Fruit Barrier, there had been only two members of the Dragon Clan: him and Lu Xiaotian. Even Qingming had only transformed into a dragon later, while Yan Ning's dragon body had already been destroyed, leaving only his dragon soul. Who could have imagined that over all these years, Lu Xiaotian would have scraped together a Dragon Clan numbering more than three thousand? Even the Black Dragon still found such a force almost unbelievable.
The Primordial Sword Demon no longer bothered arguing with the Black Dragon over something so pointless. The Black Dragon had also gained a tremendous opportunity in this space. Even though he had been reduced to only his Primordial Spirit because of Lu Xiaotian, he had still cultivated a Soul-Origin Sword Body. He had lost something, but gained something in return. Still, seeing this space flourish, the Primordial Sword Demon couldn't help wondering when he might recover his Soulless Demon Body. If he could merge his Soul-Origin Sword Body into it, he could reach the realm of an Immortal Lord and surpass the limit he had never managed to cross before.
The Green Fruit Barrier settled into peace once more. Xiang Qingcheng, who had long since reached a cultivation bottleneck and was nearly on the same level as Little Fire Crow, lingered in the void for a