Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, trying to suppress the discomfort caused by the sudden increase in gravity.

In the suffocating gravitational field, Lin Yi tried to bend and straighten his fingers.

This normally effortless movement became exceptionally difficult at this moment; his knuckles felt as heavy as lead, and each bend was accompanied by a teeth-grinding sound of bones grinding together.

He vaguely felt that his joints had turned into rusty gears, groaning under the strain as they worked.

To think you could casually twirl a sword like you always do is simply wishful thinking.

Lin Yi calmed his mind, no longer trying to pursue speed and fluidity, but instead focusing all his attention on the most basic sword technique—thrust.

His muscle fibers were stretched to their limit under the pressure of 20 times the force of gravity, transmitting a tearing pain.

The scapula, elbow joint, wrist joint... each part bears a tremendous load.

Sweat instantly soaked Lin Yi's back, but quickly evaporated, leaving salt stains on his clothes.

The sword tip moved forward with difficulty, at an appallingly slow pace.

Lin Yin could clearly feel the gravitational field like a sticky swamp, dragging the sword tightly.

Air resistance is amplified infinitely, and every step forward requires tremendous effort.

His arms began to tremble uncontrollably, not from fear, but from pure physiological overload.

In order to counteract this omnipresent gravitational field, the abyssal power within Lin Yi's body was forced to begin operating.

Om-!
The invisible pressure around the blade increased several points out of nowhere.

The power of the abyss was forcibly bound by the gravitational field.

Instead of flowing freely and enveloping the sword as usual to form a destructive energy blade, they were compressed and imprisoned by a tremendous force, forced back into the blade.

An unprecedented realization flashed through Lin Yi's mind like lightning.

He suddenly realized that his persistent pursuit of speed and lightness was merely a preliminary stage of "effortless mastery".

The true essence of swordsmanship goes far beyond this.
But at this moment, the 20 times gravitational field became the best teacher.

Under extreme pressure, the force itself can undergo a qualitative change.

In the past, Lin Yi had always habitually released the power of the abyss, pursuing destructive power that could destroy everything in its path.

However, under the extreme pressure of 20 times the force of gravity, this outward release was forcibly interrupted, and the energy was forced to condense inward.

This abyssal power, forged by gravity, seems to possess a destructive potential far exceeding that of its normal state.

They no longer flaunt themselves, but are more dangerous than ever—like a spring compressed to its limit, waiting for the right moment to unleash devastating power.

For Lin Yi, this was an unexpected delight!

"If... if I could actively control this compression?" Lin Yi's heart pounded violently, not from exhaustion, but from the ecstatic joy of discovering a treasure.

Lin Yi immediately abandoned practicing sword techniques and instead began to think about how to compress the power of the abyss.

Lin Yi's will sank into his arm and into the sword.

He stopped trying to resist the 20 times pressure with brute force and instead began to consciously guide the surging abyssal power within his body, attempting to actively compress it under the natural "forging hammer" of gravity.

Each time he thrusts out, he needs to multitask.

A portion of willpower drives the muscles and bones to practice swordsmanship in a viscous gravitational field.

Another part of the will forcibly restrains the power of the abyss, attempting to make it more cohesive.

Sizzle... Sizzle...

Sweat no longer dripped, but flowed down his forehead, temples, and neck like streams, instantly steaming into white vapor on the scorching sand.

Lin Yi felt his arm muscles spasming violently, and his bones faintly groaning under the strain.

But Lin Yi's eyes grew brighter and more focused.

Three hours passed, and Lin Yi had lost count of how many times he had failed.

His clothes were soaked with sweat and then dried, forming a thin layer of salt frost.

Sometimes the compression force was insufficient, and the power of the abyss dissipated as soon as it condensed, and was mercilessly crushed by the gravitational field; other times the force was too strong, causing the energy structure to twist and deform, triggering a chain of explosions inside the sword, which caused his tiger's mouth to split open.

However, each failure gave him a deeper understanding of the technique of compressing the power of the abyss.

Gradually, after countless attempts to break down, a subtle change began to emerge.

In one particularly slow, deliberate thrust that required all of Lin Yi's concentration, as the sword tip laboriously advanced more than halfway—

hum!
A clear, melodious sound emanated from within the sword.

Although this state lasted for less than a tenth of a second and the compression was extremely minor, Lin Yi could still feel it.

In that instant, the resistance of the sword cutting through the air suddenly disappeared.

It's not that the gravitational field weakened, but rather that when the power of the abyss was compressed to a certain critical point, the nature of the energy itself underwent a subtle change.

Just as a piece of pig iron gradually transforms into refined steel through repeated hammering, the energy contained within the sword reaches an unprecedented state of introversion at this moment, and its interaction with the external gravitational field also changes accordingly.

It was as if a part of the invisible "shell" had been temporarily peeled off from the heavy metal.

But for Lin Yi, it was like seeing a ray of starlight in endless darkness.

"Success...the first step!"

Lin Yi cast a healing spell on himself. The hundreds of failed attempts he had just made, each energy backlash felt like a miniature bomb exploding in his palm.

If the black and white roses weren't made of strong enough material, they really wouldn't have been able to withstand so many backlashes.

At the same time, hundreds of black figures appeared behind Lin Yi.

These phantoms, simulated by the training ground, each repeated Lin Yi's compression technique, demonstrating the possibilities of energy compression from various angles.

As the figure gradually shattered, it transformed into countless black light spots that surged into Lin Yi's body.

Ten hours later.

The space shifted again, and the boundless golden sea of ​​sand and the scorching sun disappeared.

Instead, there is a deep and vast ocean, with salty sea breezes blowing in your face, replacing the dry heat of the desert.

Lin Yi stood steadily on a giant tortoise shell, which resembled a moving island, slowly floating on the deep blue sea.

The waves gently lapped against the edge of the turtle shell, splashing up tiny white sprays.

At this moment, the suffocating 20 times gravity field around Lin Yi dissipated.

He felt a long-lost sense of "lightness." After being tempered on the verge of collapse tens of thousands of times, his control over his power had also been elevated to a new level.

Through tens of thousands of attempts, Lin Yi's technique for compressing the power of the abyss has become more skillful under the "forging hammer" of 20 times the gravity, from its initial clumsy and out-of-control state.

With a slight thought, one can guide the power of the abyss to be efficiently condensed and compressed within the sword, much like compressing scattered steam into a high-pressure water stream.

Without the "assistance" of 20 times the force of gravity, the difficulty of active compression increases dramatically.

The contrast is so stark, it's as if one second they were using sophisticated industrial forging equipment, and the next they were trying to mold iron into steel by hand.

Lin Yi tried to use his mental energy to continue compressing, but found that the efficiency was less than one-tenth of that in the gravitational field.

Freed from external constraints, the power of the abyss began to instinctively resist, like a spring compressed to its limit, ready to rebound and explode at any moment.

The gap between them is not something that can be easily bridged by sheer willpower alone.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, eliminating the interference of the sound of the waves, and focused his mind highly.

Tsk-!
The resistance to compression was far greater than imagined. After losing the restraint of the gravitational field, the power of the abyss became unusually "active," frantically resisting the inward compression.

Once, twice... Lin Yi's attempts were like throwing mud into the sea; the violent energy was only slightly restrained before rebounding violently, making Lin Yi's arm go numb.

On the seventh attempt, a burst of black light suddenly erupted from the sword.

Lin Yi grunted, the immense force of the impact sending him staggering backward, leaving two marks on the tortoise shell. "Not enough... Give me... Condensate!"

Lin Yi took a deep breath, but this time, he no longer pursued overall compression, but tried to control it in segments—just like a beast tamer first tames the beast's claws, and then subdues its fangs.

Om-!
A faint black light flashed from the tip of the sword, and then Lin Yi sensed that the abyssal power inside the blade was unstable once again.

In a flash, Lin Yi instinctively raised his wrist and flicked upwards.

A thin, almost transparent black sword aura silently swept out, drawing a slender white line on the sea surface.

laugh!
The calm sea surface seemed to have been cleaved open by a god's brush, and a straight chasm tens of meters deep suddenly appeared.

The seawater on both sides of the crack seemed to be frozen in place, with even the surging waves suspended in mid-air in a splashing form.

The entire sea surface seemed to have turned into a piece of blue amber that had been cut open by a sharp blade, and in the deep crack, one could even see neatly cut schools of fish and corals.

Even more bizarrely, the seawater on both sides of the crack did not immediately close. Instead, it seemed to be "frozen" by some force, remaining stagnant for a full three seconds before collapsing with a roar, stirring up towering waves.

"This is……?"

Lin Yi originally only wanted to release the unstable compressed energy to avoid backlash, but he did not expect that the power of this sword would far exceed his expectations.

Although it's not stable yet, the direction is right.

The next instant, ten hazy figures materialized behind him like mist.

They wielded their swords simultaneously, creating ten distinct sword energies that crisscrossed and divided the entire sea area into bizarre geometric patterns.

In some areas, the seawater hangs upside down like a waterfall, while in others, the waves are frozen solid like a mirror.

The sound of the figure shattering was like the wind blowing through the pages of a book, and countless points of light surged into Lin Yi's body.

Lin Yi closed his eyes and began to carefully perceive the experience emanating from these figures.

Lin Yi mobilized the power of the abyss once again, but this time the amount was extremely small, like a thin black line slowly flowing into the spine of the [Black and White Rose] sword.

There was no earth-shattering display, no violent energy fluctuations leaking out; all the destructive power was compressed to the extreme within that dim, faint light.

hum!
A jet-black sword aura, condensed to its extreme and as thin as a hair, shot out silently from the tip of the sword.

This beam of light lacked the ferocious power that had previously torn the sea apart with sword energy; it even caused minimal air ripples as it flew, appearing as nothing more than an elongated shadow.

The instant it touched the sea surface—

laugh!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no towering waves.

The seawater that the light touched vanished silently...

A perfectly round hole, no more than a foot in diameter and with smooth, mirror-like edges, appeared on the sea surface.

The hole was bottomless, extending straight into the dark depths of the sea below.

Three seconds... five seconds... ten seconds.

It wasn't until a dozen seconds later that the solidified "edge" seemed to lose its supporting force and collapsed inward with a crash.

The enormous pressure difference erupted instantly, forming a miniature vortex that spun wildly inward, emitting a muffled, thunderous sucking sound, frantically pulling the surrounding seawater into the bottomless dark hole, stirring up a chaotic torrent.

Three unfortunate sharks nearby were swept up by the swirling current and turned into a bloody mist amidst the pale sound of flesh and bones being torn apart.

Although it was just the beginning, for Lin Yi, everything was difficult at the start.

He has successfully transitioned from zero to one; all that remains is to accumulate experience.

Two days later, Lin Yi stood atop the tilted skyscraper ruins, with a grotesque skeleton of steel and concrete twisted beneath his feet.

The wind swirled dust and scraps of paper, howling and wailing through the desolate streets. This once bustling metropolis is now nothing but the mournful lament of crumbling ruins.

'Abyss Shadow - Moon Slayer.'

A sword aura compressed to its limit appeared in front of Lin Yi and flew into the distance.

Following the direction of the sword energy, Lin Yi discovered that it swept past two skyscrapers that had miraculously remained relatively intact during the previous disaster. Like silent giants standing amidst the billowing dust, the sword energy passed through their midsections without any hindrance.

At the height of the two giant towers as the sword energy swept past, a jet-black line, thinner than a hair and almost invisible to the naked eye, instantly appeared.

A thin line encircled the tower, and the upper part of the giant tower began to slide down along the black line in an eerie and slow manner.

Like building blocks being cut by an invisible giant blade, the upper half of the tower, carrying tens of thousands of tons of steel and concrete, shifts downwards along the smooth, mirror-like cut surface under the pull of gravity.

Finally, when the sliding distance was large enough, the unsupported upper half of the tower lost its balance and crashed into the ruins below with devastating kinetic energy, causing a tremendous impact and a chain reaction of collapses!
Smoke and dust billowed into the sky like a mushroom cloud from a nuclear explosion, instantly engulfing the area.

Lin Yi is now able to compress the power of the abyss under normal conditions, which has increased the lethality of his sword skills by more than one level.

However, as a price for increased lethality, the amount of abyssal power Lin Yi needed to consume also increased exponentially.

Take that Moon-Slaying Sword Qi for example. Normally, it would only require a dozen or so points of Abyss Power to complete, but after compression, it increased to a full 200 points of Abyss Power, which is ten times the amount consumed.

"It's time to leave."

Lin Yi stretched. In the past few days, Lin Yi had been immersed in the Land of All Beings, and the Paradise Coins in his pocket had disappeared like water.

"No wonder those skill-based contractors are all dirt poor."

Upgrading core skills is already incredibly expensive, and with the bottomless pit of consumption in the Land of All Beings, even the richest family can't withstand such a drain.

The high cost of upgrading core skills is only one aspect; the fact that the Land of All Beings is a money-devouring giant is another.

As he stepped out of the training ground, the warm sunlight shone on his face, causing him to squint slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

After glancing at the messages, Lin Yi noticed that Reed had sent him several messages yesterday urging him to pick up the equipment, but he had been so engrossed in his cultivation that he had completely forgotten about it.

Boom, boom, boom...

Lin Yi knocked on the door of the forging shop, and the sound of hammering inside stopped.

After a moment of silence, Reed's gruff roar came from inside: "Who is it?! If you're a salesman, get the hell out of here!"

"It's me, I've come to pick up my equipment," Lin Yi replied helplessly.

"Damn! You finally decided to come?!" With a series of clanging and banging sounds, the door of the blacksmith shop was suddenly pulled open, and Reed's face, red from the furnace fire, appeared in the doorway.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? If you hadn't come soon, I was going to sell your equipment for scrap metal!"

Just then, the clanging of iron being struck suddenly began again inside the forge.

"Oh?" Lin Yi raised an eyebrow at Reed, a playful smile on his face. "Hmm? The iron tree has blossomed? You've actually taken on an apprentice? I remember someone saying they'd rather take their skills to their grave than—"

"If you keep nagging about the equipment, you can forget about getting it." Hearing this, Lin Yi immediately shut up.

Looking around the blacksmith shop, Lin Yi noticed that it was much cleaner than before.

The scraps and discarded molds that were originally scattered all over the ground and covered in oil stains were gathered into a box in the corner.

The soot that had accumulated on the walls over the years seemed to have been cleaned, revealing the original color of the blackened bricks below.

Although the tools are still numerous and cluttered on the walls or piled on the workbench, at least there are clear areas now, and it no longer looks like it has been swept away by a tornado.

"This little thing is Ooh. I went to the Void to buy goods half a month ago, and I took pity on her, so I picked her up and raised her."

"I have to forge iron and clean the house all by myself, where would I find the time! This little thing is quite quick, but a bit weak, so it's perfect as a handyman."

Lin Yi looked at the woman Reed had mentioned. She was a subhuman about 1 meter tall with greenish-blue skin. She was rather thin and had to use all her strength to swing the hammer.

"Oh? It's the Silintus race? I remember they've been wiped out. Which horn did you find them in?"

"That kid Bai Ye said the same thing when he came. Anyway, I'm not going to the void. It's fine for this little guy to do odd jobs in the Paradise. As long as I don't take him to the void in the future, it's fine."

Reed has been in the Paradise of Reincarnation for some time now and has a good understanding of the power distribution in the void. Naturally, he also knows who the Silints have offended.

Reed was initially a little flustered, after all, the name of the Eternal Star of Mathematical Olympiad was too famous in the void, but later Reed realized that he had nothing to worry about. With the Paradise of Reincarnation as a safety net, he had nothing to be afraid of.

"Here, your equipment."

Reed tossed the upgraded Abyss Wish Set to Lin Yi; the upgrade process had been far more complicated than Reed had anticipated. (End of Chapter)