However, Li Mo clearly felt the Master of Time was even more excited, as if he saw the medicinal power of the spiritual material becoming more and more potent, greatly increasing his appetite.
"Not good."
The Master of Time was itching to take action.
Perhaps believing that Li Mo's Time Dao was unable to advance further in a short time, the Master of Time had already developed the idea of harvesting resources.
Seeing this, Li Mo unleashed his Immortal Spiritual Power.
"Damn it, if I keep on hesitating, when will I ever be able to seize the advantage? Since death is already inevitable, I might as well defy the odds."
Li Mo abandoned all thoughts of acting cautiously and chose the most extreme path.
"Even if I die and my Dao disappears, I'll bite off a piece of flesh from the Master of Time!!!"
Li Mo shouted furiously, and an endless blood sea scattered, with sparse blood rain turning into a torrential downpour, containing a vast amount of Taoist Intent.
