บท 372: Only Choice

Ning looked around at the bloody fog and tried to come up with some sort of idea. "Can I…?" he wondered something. 

"No time to think about it."

He put his hands forth, touched the bloody fog, and started pulling in everything towards his hand. The bloody fog started spinning around his hands and slowly entered it. 

It wasn't just the bloody fog that was entering his hands, but the air around it as well. He was directly collecting the entire atmosphere into his storage space.

Fortunately, his storage space stored items in it based on mass and not volume, so despite collecting so much of the surrounding air, he was still fine.

However, the problem he was now facing was that the fog was way too massive and it was taking him well over a minute to gather the entirety of the blood essence that was floating in the air.