Although Master-Swallowing Painted Python had plainly come into direct contact with the spell effect of Block Disassembly, it did not suffer all-encompassing collapse from the outside in. Instead, like a cicada shedding its shell, it repeatedly broke through the strangling Control Strings of the Misfortune Manipulator.
This bizarre development far exceeded Ding Moluo's expectations.
After a brief instant of shock and bewilderment in his mind, Ding Moluo immediately noticed the clue within it.
Without question, Ding Moluo understood the traits of his own Spirit Art better than anyone else, and thus naturally knew of its weakness: its effects could not be transmitted through gas.
However, in Ding Moluo's past view, this had never counted as much of a problem.
Over the years, quite a few people had recognized this weakness of his, yet almost none possessed the ability to exploit it.
After all, the effect of the fifth-grade special-type Labyrinth Relic in Ding Moluo's possession alone was already powerful enough to defy the heavens.
"Control Strings come with an invisibility effect," "Control Strings can be produced and used endlessly on the spot," and "they can spread the contractor's Spirit Art effects one hundred percent, allowing anything other than 'gas' to be destroyed at a touch"—the Misfortune Manipulator, which combined these three formidable traits into one, was already enough for Ding Moluo to effortlessly erase ninety-nine percent of his opponents.
Thus, Ding Moluo had hardly worried about this hidden danger at all, always treating it as a negligible little flaw.
Yet the unexpected situation unfolding before his eyes at this very moment made Ding Moluo instantly grasp a terrifying fact.
Ye Chen had not only swiftly noticed this minor flaw of Ding Moluo's through their mere first minute of exchange, but had immediately used his own unique method to magnify it