Ange didn't react much, but the Monarch straightened up and said faintly, "Last time it got away. This time, let's mark it first. Ange, let the Little Tree give me some spores, and I'll sprinkle them on it later."
Ange nodded and raised his hand to tap the Little Sapling on his head.
The Little Sapling extended its branches, wrapping two rings around the Monarch's wrists, one on each hand.
If you ran away, no one blamed you. But you ran away and brought others back, so there's no way we'll let you escape again this time.
The Ancient Man Snake didn't know it was on the Monarch's kill list first. At this moment, it was repeatedly allowing its roots to break through space, extending into the surrounding void. This was a method learned from how the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms explores its surroundings.
Soon the roots sent back feedback, and the Ancient Man Snake said, "There had been a space passage nearby, just recently formed. Be careful."
