Soon, the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao descended, and Mo Hua's originally expanding Sea of Consciousness was as if squeezed by something, suddenly contracting.
Mo Hua's head ached unbearably, but what was even more unbelievable to him was that his realm of Divine Sense was rapidly falling.
From Eighteen Patterns, he dropped to Seventeen Patterns…
Then from Seventeen Patterns, he fell to Sixteen Patterns…
And yet, it didn't stop there…
Sixteen Patterns, Fifteen Patterns… all the way down to the initial Fourteen Patterns!
A chill went through Mo Hua's heart.
But it wasn't over yet.
Following the fall of his realm, what came next was an even more severe cracking of his Sea of Consciousness, the agony of his shattered Divine Sense!
Mo Hua suddenly realized that although his Sea of Consciousness had contracted and his realm of Divine Sense had fallen, the Divine Sense that had been strengthened before was still there!