Once the Myriad-Bone Hibernating-Soul Serpent Spirit had reached such a level, just as Ying Gou had threatened Lu Xiaotian before, unless it willingly agreed, Lu Xiaotian's current cultivation was incapable of planting a mark inside it.
Moreover, Lu Xiaotian had to rely on the immense spatial power here to accomplish it. His own cultivation was not much higher than his opponent's.
Without relying on the spatial power, given the Myriad-Bone Hibernating-Soul Serpent Spirit's strength, it would not take long for it to forcibly refine the mark.
As the Myriad-Bone Hibernating-Soul Serpent Spirit lowered its defenses, Lu Xiaotian pointed at the center of its brow. A wave of excruciating pain immediately pierced into its mind. Moments later, the Myriad-Bone Hibernating-Soul Serpent Spirit returned to normal.
With a movement of Lu Xiaotian's divine sense, an image of Ruan Qitian appeared before it. "Do not harm this person."
"Good." The Myriad-Bone Hibernating-Soul Serpent Spirit nodded, then turned and left without waiting for Lu Xiaotian to say anything else.
"After fighting our way through the Sea Soul Palace until now, we can finally let out a breath."
The Ksitigarbha Twelve-Winged Scorpion Demon stretched lazily. Even he, a battle maniac who lived for fighting, felt his heart thrum with excitement after that chaotic melee. He had certainly had his fill and now wanted to rest properly.
"I'm afraid we don't have much time to rest." Lu Xiaotian shook his head. In his view, it would be best if the Myriad-Bone Hibernating-Soul Serpent Spirit and the others left all those Heavenly Court Golden Immortals behind.
After all, they knew the secret of his deep entanglement with the dragon race. Although this secret would eventually be exposed, delaying it for a while would always be better.
However, Lu Xiaotian also knew that this was unrealistic. Even if