There's a problem.
Then, a spontaneously generated Law descended upon Mo Hua.
His Divine Sense was still increasing, but the bottleneck remained unyielding, and all the increased Divine Sense had inexplicably flowed to some unknown place, directly sinking without a trace.
The realm of his Divine Sense also ceased to rise.
Mo Hua was dumbfounded.
"What's going on...?"
"Where is my Eighteen Patterns Divine Sense?"
"I was so close..."
Mo Hua looked around and found that at some point, a strange crack had appeared out of thin air in his Sea of Consciousness.
This crack was pitch black and deep, carrying a profound golden hue.
It was as if some kind of tangible embodiment of the Dao Laws had manifested.
This Law, created out of nothing, integrated seamlessly with his Sea of Consciousness.
And all the Divine Thought growth from Refining Demon Monsters and devouring telekinesis had been swallowed by this crack.
