Musk was busy trampling over the creatures in the space he had been thrown in, unconcerned about everything else. He could even feel the insights on the skills he had learned improve as long as he used them, but this made him wary, and as such, he only focused on using the cane that was transforming.
Whether it was in terms of speed or attack power, it seemed to be increasing with every moment he absorbed some purple gas, More than that, his soul had completely turned purple, but it seemed to have not stepped into the category of primordial spirit yet, obviously an indication that something was lacking.
This did not seem to be the case, for those that had already entered the Nivarna stage, or perhaps it was never a matter of realm, and he was just missing something.
Musk had already moved to nearly half the space, and the more he killed, the more he realized that the savage aura around him kept increasing, so he did not stop at all.
