The chamber surrounding the Heart of Gravity pulsed faintly, each breath of force causing a ripple across the ancient stone floor. Seated at the outer edge of the formation, Lin Mu closed his eyes, letting his immortal sense unfold. It reached out slowly—carefully—threading itself through the smallest gaps in the spatial seals.
At first, all seemed calm.
Then came the pushback.
A sudden, overwhelming pressure surged from the formation's core, and in an instant, Lin Mu's immortal sense buckled under the weight. He winced as pain lanced through his forehead, his Immortal qi sea shaking violently from the strain.
Even his very Dantian was trembling, as if being pulled by the Gravity through the connected Immortal Sense.
He retracted his sense immediately, severing the connection before his sense shattered completely or worse... His dantian was affected.
"Even just that much was enough to damage me," he muttered, massaging his brow.
