Chu Nan stood at the door for a while and discovered that in the beginning, the spatial energy in the surrounding space was still orderly condensed and circulated according to a special structure and pattern. However, as time passed, it became more and more chaotic and finally lost control. It could no longer maintain the stable structure and circulation pattern and completely dissipated.
Clearly, Nowell's attempt to condense a star cloud had failed.
Chu Nan deliberately waited for a moment before knocking on the door.
"Nowell, it's me."
After a while, Nowell's slightly weak voice sounded in the room.
"Come in."
Chu Nan pushed open the door and entered. He saw Nowell sitting cross-legged on the bed. His expression was slightly weak and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the failure of the steel attempt had made him lose some weight.
