"Of course I have my reasons. It's just inconvenient to reveal them to a junior like you. However, for a Golden Immortal-level dragon, your Primordial Spirit is astonishingly powerful. Aside from failing to comprehend the true essence of cultivation, its sheer size is already nearly on par with the powerhouses at our level. Still, you're nothing more than a bloated, hollow fatso. You're sitting in a mountain of treasures without knowing how to make use of them. If I could obtain your dragon body, it would be far stronger than this dragon body in the Bingli Dragon Coffin."
The consciousness within the poisonous mist gave a cold chuckle. As soon as his voice fell, a powerful pressure surged toward Lu Xiaotian. It seemed that he had found a new target.
"You want my dragon body?" Lu Xiaotian's expression turned strange. He was merely worried that moving too forcefully would cause something abnormal to happen to the Bingli Dragon Coffin, resulting in Ao Ming's failure to reclaim his dragon body and rendering all his efforts futile.
If not for that, within the Green Fruit Barrier, Lu Xiaotian could easily have dismembered this seemingly indestructible ice coffin with a single thought. That poisonous mist was indeed a forbidden zone for ordinary Golden Immortal-level powerhouses, but to Lu Xiaotian, as long as he broke open the Bingli Dragon Coffin, dealing with it would be as easy as turning over his hand.
"Then we'll have to see whether you have the ability."
"What a bold claim. I'd like to see whether you're as stubbornly tight-lipped as that brat from before." The consciousness within the poisonous mist let out a strange laugh. Suddenly, as the poisonous mist churned violently, a man appeared within it. His entire body was dark blue, a golden crown bound his