Bottleneck

Bottleneck

After returning to the sect, Mo Hua pondered Master Gu's words again.

Setting aside the subdivisions of cultivation industries, in a sense, array mediums were Spirit Artifacts, and Spirit Artifacts were also array mediums.

As his cultivation grew higher, his Divine Consciousness stronger, and his understanding of array techniques deeper, his method of Drawing Arrays on Earth with "earth" as the medium became increasingly proficient.

He was not all that dependent on ordinary "array mediums."

Spirit Artifacts were the sort of thing one used if one had them, and did without if one did not.

Mo Hua did not rely on them especially heavily either.

But if he wanted to spread array techniques far and wide, or bring their functions to the utmost limit, he had to consider how arrays suited external "mediums."

That was a broad scope.

It included ordinary array mediums and standardized Spirit Artifacts, but naturally, the most crucial were customized Spirit Artifacts.

Mo Hua thought again of Small Fishing Village.

There was plenty of time ahead. There was no need to rush when it came to fleecing the Heavenly Dao.

Several more days passed. One morning, while Mo Hua was meditating in cultivation, his Qi Sea suddenly trembled, and an unusual phenomenon erupted.

Mo Hua could clearly sense that his Lingli was gradually nearing saturation, reaching the bottleneck of a minor realm.

Yet this was only a faint insight of his. Whether it was truly so still needed to be verified through personal practice.

Whenever he had time, he had also studied the rift law within his Sea of Consciousness. But it was far too profound. Mo Hua had never seen anything like it before, and he could not make sense of it in a short time. He could only let it be for now.