What a headache!
There was a huge problem with this mental space. It had most likely mutated.
Fortunately, the Yang Spirit cultivator had plenty of "experience." Having possessed it for several centuries, he had figured out some of its patterns.
As long as the Great Sacrificial Martial Arena was not activated too frequently, the problem would not be too severe for the time being. After all, during the several centuries the other man possessed it, he had only seen that blood-colored figure once, and it had appeared only briefly.
In that case, as long as Li Su did not use it, there should not be any problem.
Though the Great Sacrifice was wondrous, his own talent was not poor. He had no need for that sort of plunder; cultivating on his own was more than enough.
In truth, compared to the Great Sacrifice of the Great Sacrificial Martial Arena, it was another function of this mental world that concerned him more.
That was the space itself.
Now that he had become its holder, he could clearly sense the outside and leave whenever he wished. Moreover, the place where he emerged was not restricted to the spot where he had entered, but could be anywhere within a certain range.
That was exceedingly remarkable—nothing less than a divine tool for evasion. Combined with its ability to conceal one's aura, making even immortals unable to detect it, if it were not for its own problems and bizarre nature, it would absolutely make a group of immortals fight until their heads were smashed and blood flowed.
Mm. Though this place was exceedingly strange, he would stay here for a while first.
He happened to have quite a few things to do.
Although he had already deduced the cultivation arts, he had not yet had