Though Mo Qi had only grasped the barest rudiments of the Space Law, bolstered by both the Void Spirit Flame and his Energy Control Power, this rudimentary knowledge had already become a force to be reckoned with.
While he still couldn't face an Immortal, against anyone below that level, a Law represented absolute suppression—the way a higher dimension crushes a lower one.
This was a fundamental gap.
It was unrelated to one's Cultivation Realm, and it was a gap that could not be bridged by ordinary Cultivation Techniques, bloodlines, or Martial Techniques.
Take, for example, the spatial confinement Mo Qi was currently imposing on Chang'an.
As long as Chang'an lacked the power to shatter the void, this spatial confinement was inescapable for him.
No matter how many tricks he had up his sleeve, he could only watch helplessly as Mo Qi casually strode toward him, unable to move so much as a single hair on his body. There was nothing he could do.
