Seventeen Patterns it is, then.
And his Divine Sense should be considered the peak of Seventeen Patterns, just a hair away from Eighteen Patterns…
This level of Divine Sense is “barely” sufficient for his current Realm.
As for the future,
Mo Hua pondered and felt it didn’t matter how long this Law intended to “withhold,” since there was nothing he could do about it…
And who could be sure about the affairs of Dao Laws?
Since that’s the case, he may as well proceed step by step, faithfully continue his Cultivation, and keep refining his Divine Sense as always.
With higher Cultivation or sufficient Divine Sense, he would eventually lift the restriction of this Law.
Mo Hua then gazed again at the Dao Law that resembled a void crack in his Sea of Consciousness and suddenly felt puzzled.
“What exactly is a Law?”
“Why does a Law manifest in this form?”
“Blackness with golden hues, like a rift in the void… Why can it devour Divine Sense?”
“The void, a rift… Could it be related to the regulations of the ‘Heaven Void Realm’?”
Mo Hua suddenly felt profound.
He decided to study this “Law” when he had the chance, to see if he could uncover some principles and learn something.
Since this “uninvited guest” came out of nowhere to his Sea of Consciousness, he had to figure out a way to benefit from it, or else it would be too wasteful.
Thinking this way, Mo Hua’s mood instantly improved.
Dao Laws!
He had never encountered them before.
Or to say, this was not something a Foundation Building Cultivator, or even an ordinary Cultivator, could come into contact with.
Now a clear and distinct Dao Law had materialized and stayed in his Sea of Consciousness, constantly deducting his Divine Sense.
Though it deducted Divine Sense and restricted its growth, it also gave him an opportunity to witness with his own eyes the manifestation and operation of a Dao Law.
In every situation, misfortune and fortune depend on each other, and advantages coexist with disadvantages.
Mo Hua nodded and felt spirited.
For the time being, he had no time to study, as he had to finish “eating” the Demon Monsters.
The “takeout” from the Demon Monsters he ordered on the altar still had plenty left, and couldn’t be wasted.
Mo Hua continued to “eat” Demon Thoughts.
But this time, he ate with a certain “flavorlessness.”