Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1531 - 736

Early morning, Changyuan Trench.

In the super abyssal zone, ten thousand meters deep, silence reigned as if time itself had come to a halt.

Billions of tons of dense water stacked and pressed, depriving all light and sound.

Ultimately, only the extreme oppression that could devour souls remained.

In this eternal darkness, a cluster of azure light stubbornly held open a small world.

The enormous semi-transparent light shield was like an overturned sea bowl, solidly blocking the surging, heavy seawater.

Inside the light shield, the ancient and crumbling city ruins stood silently.

Massive stone pillars and collapsed halls, under the eerie light, exuded an ancient desolation.

Logically, this life-extinct forbidden zone should not have any traces of humans.

Yet in the open square at the center of the ruins, a figure in blue sportswear sat cross-legged.

He sat with his eyes closed, his back perfectly straight, like a stone statue meditating here for a thousand years.

Upon closer inspection, one could detect something unusual.

His chest rose and fell with an extremely slow rhythm, taking a breath only every few minutes.

The weak signs of life were enough to prove he was alive.

"Hoo——"

After a long while, the man slowly exhaled a long breath.

Then his eyes suddenly opened, a flash of radiant light passing through his pupils, like lightning tearing through the dark abyss.

"Practicing visualization here yields surprisingly good results."

Fang Cheng murmured softly to himself, and in front of his eyes, a faint blue light screen appeared.

[You maintained meditation in the deep sea’s dead zone, overcoming the interference of extreme isolation and spatial fluctuations, Meditation Experience +10]

[Visualization Level 3 (509/1000)]

Watching the numbers jump on the panel, Fang Cheng nodded to himself.

The ability to gain a large amount of experience in such a short time was entirely due to the extreme environment of this ten-thousand-meter abyss.

On one hand, the undersea ruins were absolutely silent, free from any external noise, allowing the spirit to quickly sink into clarity.

On the other hand, the space pillar connecting the other side at the volcano mouth constantly emitted an indescribable weak fluctuation.

During this, even a familiar call from a blue phantom would occasionally appear in his mind.

During visualization, the spirit had to remain vigilant at all times, actively resisting this sense of descent that could pull consciousness into the abyss.

This method of consciousness training under high-pressure confrontation was naturally far more efficient than usual.

Even the Spirit Attribute increased by a few percentage points.

Fang Cheng gathered his thoughts, stood up, and turned to look into the distance.

That blue light pillar connecting heaven and earth still stood in the center of the volcano, unchanged from when he left a week ago.

Looking again at the dark abyss outside the light shield that seemed to devour everything, a satisfied expression flickered in Fang Cheng’s eyes.

The reason he was here was purely to find a quiet place for morning exercises.

These days, Fang Cheng’s life had a very regular pattern.

In the morning, he would punch the clock for his job at the Special Search Team’s affiliated sanatorium, playing the role of an ordinary civil servant.

In the afternoon, he would drive to Jinshui Fish Market to handle the increasingly complex affairs of the Illuminati.

In the evening, he would either return to Wanghu Town to accompany his mother and grandfather or rest in the sanatorium’s single dormitory.

Both resting places, though stable, had many people around, making it inconvenient to carry out activities.

With his now frightening physical fitness, even slight exertion would cause a big stir, inconvenient for high-intensity training.

Last night, Fang Cheng slept in the sanatorium’s dormitory.

Early this morning, he initially planned to practice casually in the nearby grove.

Suddenly, memories of his previous venture into Changyuan Trench flashed in his mind.

The undersea ancient city, ten thousand meters deep, not only isolated from the world, undisturbed by any bystanders, but also offered an extreme environment with a sense of oppressive pressure.

Now holding a treasure like the "Silver Key," traversing space was as easy as lifting a finger for Fang Cheng.

Though Yong’an Island’s Changyuan Trench was a thousand kilometers away from East Capital, appearing to be distant, it was more convenient for him than a trip to a nearby park.

With just a thought, he immediately opened a space gate and transported himself to this city ruin beneath the sea.

Looking around, the light shield was surrounded by utter darkness, like plunging into an eternal night.

In such a place with no sense of time’s passage, there was no need to worry about dawn breaking, with any abnormal actions being seen by passersby.

The time for exercise was very generous.

Thus, before beginning physical training, he first calmed down to practice visualization for an hour.

The results were beyond imagination.

Now, it was time to get down to business.

Fang Cheng raised his hand, twisted his neck, and a series of crisp bone cracks echoed.

He stretched his limbs, waking up muscles that had slept through the night, completing a simple warm-up.

Then, his gaze swept over the surrounding broken walls and ruins, searching for a suitable spot to exercise.

There were only stone pillars thick enough for several people to hug, with no place to grab onto.

"Next time I come, I need to bring some high-strength alloy steel bars and weld a pull-up bar between two pillars."

Fang Cheng calculated in his mind, and his gaze unintentionally drifted to the edge of the square, at the blue light shield that kept the seawater at bay.

Suddenly, a bold idea quickly formed in his mind.

What if he trained outside the light shield?

Half a year ago, when he first arrived at Yong’an Island, he practiced the Prisoner’s Six Arts on a cliff over a hundred meters deep in the trench, with outstanding results.

Not only did he unlock the Qi Gong Skill in one stroke, he also pushed his Constitution Attribute to break through the human limit of 40 points.

Now, in a ten-thousand-meter abyss, the pressure was nearly a hundred times greater than then.