Space Collapse

Chen Mo's premonition grew stronger and stronger, and he hurriedly added more than a dozen Space Barriers in front of himself.

Only then did he feel slightly safer.

The pressure generated by the continuously compressing walls grew increasingly powerful, and their contraction accelerated as well.

The Space Barriers Chen Mo had condensed were constantly being squeezed and destroyed, leaving him with less and less space.

His sense of danger intensified, as though Chen Mo were simply waiting for death.

Yet there was not the slightest trace of fear on his face. His expression remained calm and unchanged.

Chen Mo did not recognize most of the Divine Script on the walls, but through their energy circuits, he had guessed seven or eight parts out of ten.

Besides.

Even if he could not escape alive in the end, he could still revive through his clone.

Such a crisis could not make him afraid.

The mysterious walls slowly contracted toward Chen Mo, while he stood there without moving.

He was not waiting to die. He was studying the divine patterns on the walls, as well as his own Space Law.

The Space Barriers he had condensed through Space Law still could not withstand the fierce compression of those walls. This showed that his Space Law was not yet powerful enough.

Chen Mo understood one truth: he had been forced into such a predicament because he was too weak.

If his Space Law had been strong enough, a single Space Barrier could have isolated those walls.

Through his research, Chen Mo gained a deeper understanding of Divine Script. Recalling the memories of the Beast God Clone and the Eight-headed Serpent Martial God Clone, he compared them with the knowledge related to Divine Script.

Chen Mo's understanding of Divine Script advanced another step.

So-called Divine