Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1004 - 502

Consciousness ebbs away from the clamor of reality like the receding tide.

Fang Cheng’s soul transforms once again into that resplendent Great Sun, hanging high above the sky of the Inner World.

From the high vantage, the island below no longer appears as barren as it once was at its birth.

After more than a week of nourishment, though the lingering spiritual rain has ceased, the vitality it left behind grows ever thicker.

The once sparse grass now blankets the plains like a green carpet.

The pine saplings on the hillside have sprouted new branches, swaying gently in the breeze.

The winding river has become wider, its clear water reflecting shimmering light under the sun.

Like a flowing silver band, it embraces the entire island within.

Fang Cheng’s gaze sweeps over, then he slowly descends from the sky, transforming into a human form, and strolls across the grand plaza at the island’s center.

The black tiles underfoot are as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his figure.

In the surrounding fountains, the water columns burst forth and fall with a certain rhythm, splashing countless sparkling droplets.

Several sculptures, yet to be fully carved, stand quietly by the flowerbeds; though their features are indistinct, they exude an ancient and mysterious charm.

Beyond the plaza stands a towering golden palace.

Fang Cheng ascends the steps, reaching out to push open the heavy door that looms above.

"Boom——"

Accompanied by a muffled sound reminiscent of ancient thunder, the door slowly opens.

Inside the hall, hundreds of massive stone pillars support a vault over ninety meters high.

On both sides, intricate stained glass windows filter the incoming sunlight into vibrant beams.

Like dreamy ribbons, they weave and dance in the spacious hall.

Here lies a sanctity and solemnity akin to a religious reverence, with an aura of majesty befitting a king.

Fang Cheng does not linger; his gaze passes over the long red carpet, directly towards the towering Golden Throne at the end of the great hall.

He walks step by step to the top, turns, and sits upright.

In the instant his fingers touch the cold armrests, a sense of omniscient mastery fills his heart.

Fang Cheng slowly raises his head, gazing at the vast starry sky on the vault of the hall.

Countless points of light quietly twinkle in the profound darkness, like resplendent stars.

Each star represents a "Believer" with whom he has established a Spiritual Link.

And at the center of this starry sky hangs the most dazzling golden light.

Its size is dozens of times larger than any surrounding star, like an eternal, unyielding sun, reigning over this spiritual universe.

At the core of the most intense light, a golden pupil vaguely appears, indifferent yet dignified.

Fang Cheng’s gaze narrows slightly, with golden light flowing in his pupils as well.

Since the Inner World revitalized, this golden pupil suspended at the center of the vault seems to have gained an inexplicable spirituality.

It no longer simply observes coldly but seems to possess life, able to more delicately perceive the emotional fluctuations behind those points of light.

Whenever that pupil blinks occasionally, an invisible energy pulse spreads out.

Instantly, all the points of light on the vault resonate together, flashing in unison.

In this process, the links between them seem to become more intimate, forming a wondrous and harmonious rhythm.

Simultaneously, sitting on the throne, Fang Cheng instantly glimpses a corner of the spiritual world of all linked individuals, feeling their immediate sensations.

In his vision, it is as though hundreds of television screens open simultaneously.

The sounds, images, smells, and tactile sensations from various linked individuals surge into Fang Cheng’s consciousness like a raging torrent.

Yet, above the vault, they’re processed in an orderly manner, without a sense of chaos.

This is the Sun Heart Net, jointly constructed by the True Self of the Inner World and all those with Spiritual Links.

Of course, this overload state consumes an extremely terrifying amount of Spiritual Energy.

Perhaps only a true God could maintain such an omniscient perspective indiscriminately all day long.

Fang Cheng gathers his mind, his gaze sweeping the edge of the starry sky.

There, two extremely faint and flickering points of light appear intermittently.

They are like the morning stars about to fade at dawn, yet they flicker with a strange frequency, transmitting some obscure signal.

Those represent the consciousness coordinates of Lin Chuqiao and Ye Zhiran.

Fang Cheng’s mind stirs, recalling various attempts to use the Spiritual Resonance skill earlier.

Aside from Wen Xin as a special case, at first, he could only establish Spiritual Links with those ordinary Believers, sensing their emotions and experiences.

Though he later figured out the "Great Sun Burning Body Technique," successfully bringing in the likes of Xiao Shuai and Xu Hao, who were on the verge of awakening.

Yet, he was never able to break through that invisible barrier when confronted with mutants with Special Abilities.

Not to mention summoning them into his Inner World, even establishing a stable link channel was a challenge.

Lin Chuqiao, though not a mutant, bears the noble bloodline and has awakened a rare Talent of "foreknowledge."

This means that in her subconscious, she had long been imprinted with a family brand.

Perhaps the Pan Family’s Ancestor Spirit, or some form of soul contract.

Meanwhile, Ye Zhiran, a long-famous S-Class Spiritual mutant, possesses his own Spiritual Secret Realm.

His Strength source must be connected to some vast and mysterious unknown existence, with a barrier as solid as iron.

Successfully linking their consciousnesses is fundamentally akin to "snatching food" from those indescribable existences, with difficulty escalating geometrically.