"Though you weren't willing either, I was ultimately saved because of you this time. Thank you." Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit body clone cupped his hands toward the spring and then turned to leave at an unhurried pace.
The power of the interface in the Pasture seemed to sense some inexplicable threat. Streams of force surged toward Lu Xiaotian, intending to suppress him.
The faint jade light on Lu Xiaotian's body flickered. His figure flashed in and out like a firefly in that chaotic space, and with every flicker, he appeared farther away.
The surging interface power seemed to have lost its target. Several whirlpools formed around him, yet not one managed to strike Lu Xiaotian's clone.
After he had completely reached the area outside the Pasture, Lu Xiaotian gazed at the Pasture where the interface power churned, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Because he had absorbed a large amount of Annihilation Origin Thunder Jade Qi, and the spring had also come from the Pasture, it seemed that the Pasture's rejection of him had fallen to a certain degree. As for how long this affinity produced by the jade qi would ultimately last, he had no idea.
But that was no longer important. Barring accidents, there was little chance he would come to the Pasture again.
Lu Xiaotian's clone withdrew his gaze and looked toward an area shrouded in mist to the left.
"Purple Garrison Shadow?" Lu Xiaotian's clone hesitated. Back then, he had still had a chance to escape from Thousand Tribulations Punishment Lord, but at the critical moment, Purple Garrison Shadow had intercepted him.
That old monster had either not acted at all or struck at his fatal weakness the moment he did.
Purple Garrison Shadow's strength was naturally not weak. In the end, he had actually survived