He hadn't spent all the materials inside the storage ring; he felt that five flying knives would be enough to save his life.
He walked out of the city and came to the outskirts, where he took out the five flying knives and infused them with his Spiritual Power, merging his mind and spirit with the knives.
He locked onto a big tree in front with his Divine Sense, and with a flick of his right hand, the flying knife infused with a portion of his Primordial Power streaked towards the tree like lightning.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
The five flying knives made a rapid whooshing sound as they sped towards the tree.
They didn't fly straight towards the tree but followed a certain trajectory at high speed.
When they reached the tree, they rapidly circled and flew back towards Duan Gujin.
Moments later, the flying knives had all returned to Duan Gujin's hands.
The knives were like his limbs, completely obedient to his mind's control.
