As the probing began, Jiang Liu could feel even more clearly how formidable the master who had created this space was.
There had been many places just now where he had been utterly confused.
But now, as he examined this place again, he discovered many subtle details.
And every one of those details proved that even if someone told him how to do it, he still could not reach this level.
Jiang Liu knew this was because his strength had not yet reached that level.
Jiang Liu knew that this entire space had been pieced together from multiple spaces, and he could also tell that it was an assembled space.
Yet he could not find even the slightest flaw within it.
That was what left even Jiang Liu feeling frustrated and helpless.
Jiang Liu immediately began carefully investigating, striving not to miss any clue that might help him break out of this place.
The reason was that this was no longer merely a matter of rescuing the Long Wave Sword God and Feng Changtian. It also concerned the path to his breakthrough afterward.
With such intense focus, Jiang Liu failed to notice the changes emerging in the surrounding space.
The space's color, which had already returned to normal, was quietly turning pitch-black. Visually, however, it still maintained its original color.
The shape of the space was also quietly changing, slowly expanding around Jiang Liu.
A gigantic tentacle silently reached out, but Jiang Liu did not notice any of this.
That was because the tentacle seemed to have merged with the space here, making it impossible for anyone to detect the slightest abnormality.
And Jiang Liu, who was intently observing an oddity before him, had no idea what was happening behind him.
Half a month earlier, the Long Wave Sword God