Consciousness

The dragon remained silent.

For the first time since Asher had arrived, genuine surprise appeared in his golden eyes.

He looked at the black fog surrounding Asher once more, then back at him.

Everything suddenly made sense.

Until now, he had assumed Asher couldn't wield his will simply because he was still too young and inexperienced. After all, no one was born capable of projecting their will onto the world. It was something every cultivator had to learn over time.

But he had been wrong.

It wasn't that Asher didn't know how to wield his will.

He couldn't.

Every moment of his existence, the vast majority of his will was occupied resisting the death constantly trying to consume him.So he can't project it even if he wants because it would still be under the death and will be kept eroding instead of influencing anything.

The dragon quietly looked at the black fog again.