The aura of Heavens and the effect of World-Borne Suppression unfolded at the same time, overlapping and reinforcing one another in a way that made the air itself feel heavier.
It was not a dramatic change; instead, it crept in quietly, tightening around Vorin like invisible chains.
At first, Vorin did not understand what was happening.
His cultivation, which moments ago had rested at the absolute peak of the Ascension realm, began to slip.
It did not fall all at once. His cultivation receded slowly, as if something was peeling strength away from his core piece by piece.
The immense authority he held over space faltered; his connection to the element was growing dull and resistant.
In just a few breaths, his realm dropped.
He was no longer an unquestioned Ascension-ranked existence.
He was now at the cusp of the SSS rank and Ascension rank; the sensation of it was deeply wrong for him. In fact, it was horrifying.
Vorin's pupils constricted as his instincts screamed at him.
