It reached a certain limit before stopping.
Because if it were consolidated any further, it would exceed the allowable range of this world.
Small Knife had been waiting, waiting for the opponent's Master of the World to make a move.
Of course, not just foolishly waiting.
Secretly using his personal space to steal this blood mist.
His personal space kept analyzing.
This stuff is blood, magical blood.
Even if Small Knife utilized the Heavenly Dao Mode of his personal space for analysis, it couldn't fully uncover the secrets within it.
It's not that the personal space isn't strong, but that Small Knife's power is too weak, and his consciousness is limited, so the Heavenly Dao he forms is also limited.
Still not strong enough.
However, at this moment, Small Knife was waiting and started to be puzzled.
Why hadn't that Master of the World made a move yet?
Could it really be that he can't free himself?
What could make someone unable to free themselves?
Indeed.
