novelTele Chapter 94 Miniature Dimensional Space
Chapter 94 Miniature Dimensional Space
Three hundred kilometers south of Black Soil City, on the outskirts of the Dark Forest.
This is a desolate hilly area, with undulating terrain and sparse vegetation. Gray rocks are exposed on the surface, weathered into various strange shapes. Several low-level magical beasts move through the bushes in the distance, warily surveying their surroundings.
Lin Yun descended from the sky, his spiritual power spreading in all directions.
The survey team's location was easy to find. A dozen or so people were gathered in a valley, surrounded by a simple warning array. Their clothing was no different from that of ordinary miners, but each of them carried surveying tools—compasses, magnifying glasses, magic detectors, and some other instruments that Lin Yun couldn't name.
Upon seeing Lin Yun descend from the sky, the leader of the survey team quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"Sir!" The team leader was a thin man in his forties, with a weathered face and a shrewd look in his eyes. "As you instructed, we conducted a survey within a 300-kilometer radius of Black Soil City. The day before yesterday, we discovered a magic crystal vein here, and the quality is very high."
"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Yun nodded. "You guys go back first. Leave this to me."
"Yes, sir."
The team leader didn't ask any further questions, and told the team members to pack their things and quickly retreat along the route they had come from. In less than fifteen minutes, only Lin Yun remained in the valley.
Lin Yun closed his eyes and probed the ground with his spiritual power.
His spiritual power pierced through the soil and rocks, extending downwards. More than a hundred meters underground, he sensed a dense fluctuation of magical energy. It was the unique energy of a magic crystal vein, pure and profound, like a colossal beast slumbering deep within the earth.
"Indeed, it's quite impressive." Lin Yun opened his eyes, a hint of excitement flashing in them.
He used the "Earthwalking Technique," a law of the earth element, and his body slowly sank into the ground. The surrounding soil and rocks seemed to turn into flowing water, automatically parting to make way for him. This was a technique he had learned from the Earthly Fiends' secret manual, "The Ultimate of Earth - Immovable as a Mountain"—synchronizing himself with the pulse of the earth, making the earth his ally, not an obstacle.
The deeper you go, the higher the quality of the surrounding magic crystals.
Initially, they were ordinary, low-quality magic crystals, dull in color and with weak magical fluctuations. As they continued to descend, the colors of the magic crystals gradually became more vibrant—crimson, azure, emerald green, golden yellow… Various colors of light shimmered in the rocks, illuminating the underground world like a fairytale world.
At a depth of 300 meters underground, the quality of the surrounding magic crystals was comparable to that of the cores of level seven or eight magical beasts.
Lin Yun stopped.
His spiritual senses detected an anomaly. Deeper still, there was a strange spatial fluctuation, faint yet clear. It wasn't the fluctuation of the magic crystal mine, but rather... space itself was trembling.
"Found it." Lin Yun's heart raced.
He continued to descend, passing through the last layer of rock, and suddenly the view opened up before him.
A door.
A door that flickered with strange spatial fluctuations.
The door was small, only two meters high and one meter wide, entirely silver-white, its surface shimmering with a light like ripples on water. It floated in the center of the underground cavity, without any support, as if it had grown out of thin air. The door frame was covered with complex magical runes, which were not any known script, but rather the embodiment of the laws of space.
The entire magic crystal vein was formed from the condensation of various elements from the spatial turbulence overflowing from this door. The energy within the door continuously diffused outwards, accumulating over millions of years to form this enormous vein.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and released his dragon form.
Its entire body was covered in turquoise scales, dragon horns protruded from its forehead, and its tail swayed behind it. He didn't know what lay behind the door, but caution was always wise.
He walked to the door, reached out his hand, and gently pushed it open.
The door opened.
"Sizzle—"
The turbulent energy within the spatial currents was like a knife, slashing wildly at him the moment he entered. This energy was formless and intangible, yet incredibly sharp; even the protective aura of a Saint-level expert was difficult to withstand.
However, Lin Yun's dragon form increased his physical defense by more than tenfold. The energy cut into his azure scales, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound and leaving shallow white marks, but none of them could penetrate.
"The power isn't too great," Lin Yun thought to himself.
He stepped inside.
Behind the door lies a strange world.
This is a miniature space resembling a "transparent bubble." The space is spherical, only about ten meters in diameter, and is surrounded by a transparent membrane. The membrane is very thin, but incredibly strong, isolating it from the turbulent spatial currents outside.
The interior of the spherical space was arranged like a meditation chamber—a stone bed, a stone table, and a stone chair. The table and chair were very simple, clearly not exquisitely carved works of art, but rather hastily made from stone. On the stone table sat an extinguished oil lamp, its base covered in dust.
"Someone has lived here before." Lin Yun looked around, a strange feeling welling up in his heart.
It is Beirut. The hidden supreme god of the Yulan Continent, the creator of this miniature plane. Before becoming a supreme god, he cultivated here for countless years. Every stone and every object here carries his aura.
Lin Yun looked up at the sky and then at his surroundings.
Beyond the transparent membrane lay chaotic spatial turbulence. Multicolored energy churned in the void, spatial rifts appearing intermittently, devouring everything around them before silently closing again. The terrifying power emanating from those spatial rifts horrified Lin Yun just by looking at them—even with his current strength, if he were caught in them, his chances of survival would be slim.
But what surprised him was not the spectacular spatial turbulence, but the fluctuations in the laws within this space.
Earth, fire, water, wind, thunder, light, darkness—the fluctuations of the seven elements are so clear here that they send shivers down one's spine. Each element is like an invisible net, covering the entire space, intertwining to form a strange harmony.
Besides the seven elements of law, other energies could also be sensed—destruction, life, death, and destiny. These were the power of the rules of the four supreme planes, almost imperceptible on the Yulan Continent, but clearly discernible here.
"The fluctuations of the laws here... are dozens of times stronger than those outside," Lin Yun murmured, his eyes filled with excitement.
What does "dozens of times" mean? It means that one day of cultivation here is equivalent to a month or even longer of cultivation outside. For Lin Yun, who is currently focused on comprehending the laws, this place is simply paradise.
"I'll cultivate right here," Lin Yun decided.
He walked to the stone bed and sat down cross-legged. The stone bed was cold, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into the ocean of laws, greedily sensing the rich fluctuations of laws around him.
Here, the "mysteries of refraction" and "speed of light" of the light element become clearer, and the "cloning technique" and "dimensional mysteries" of the wind element are readily apparent. Lightning, fire, water, earth, and darkness—each element reveals deeper secrets to him.
"I'll have to stay here for at least a year," Lin Yun thought to himself.
A year is enough time for him to digest all the secret manuals left by the Wind Fiend and the Earth Fiend, enough time for him to push the fourteen profound mysteries he has already mastered to a higher level, and enough time for him to reach the ultimate level of a certain profound mystery.
The path to godhood isn't about fusing profound mysteries, but about fully comprehending a single profound mystery. Fusing profound mysteries is something that happens after godhood, a means to make a god-level expert even stronger among their peers. His primary goal now is to reach godhood.
"Let's begin."
Lin Yun closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the ocean of laws.
Lin Yun first chose the "Mystery of Refraction" from the laws of light.
He began learning this profound art from the "Phantom Blade Technique" and continuously refined his skills through challenges in the Arctic ice fields, eventually reaching a considerably deep level. However, he knows that there is still a long way to go before he can "fully comprehend" it.
Within the miniature plane, the fluctuations of the laws of light were exceptionally clear. The mysteries of light refraction, like invisible threads, intertwined around him. Lin Yun's spiritual power extended along those threads, trying to perceive the essence of light—why does light refract? What is the relationship between the angle of refraction and the medium? Does refracted light retain its original energy?
These are questions few people on the Yulan Continent would consider. Magicians only know how to cast spells, rarely exploring the laws behind them. But Lin Yun is different; he comes from the Swallowed Star World, where cultivators emphasize understanding the essence of power.
He combined the physics he learned in the Swallowed Star world with his understanding of the laws in the Panlong world. The refraction of light is essentially the bending of its path caused by the change in its speed in different media. When light enters another medium from one medium, its speed changes, and its direction of propagation changes accordingly. The angle of refraction depends on the ratio of the speed of light in the two media.
"So that's how it is." A sudden realization dawned on Lin Yun.
He raised his right hand, and a white light condensed in his palm. He controlled the light to pass through a layer of water, causing the light to refract, change direction, and angle with precision as if it had been calculated.
"Refractive mysteries have been refined to another level."
But he didn't stop. He continued to delve deeper, trying to perceive even more subtle changes—the different angles at which light of different frequencies refracts, which is the principle of dispersion; the relationship between refractive index and the density of the medium; the critical angle for total internal reflection…
Time slips away silently within the miniature planes.
A month later, Lin Yun turned his attention to the "Mysterious Clone Technique" of the Wind Element Law.
The technique of creating clones is not about creating illusions, but rather about using the flow of wind to create physical clones. Each clone possesses a portion of the original's power, can attack independently, and can confuse enemies.
Although the Wind Fiend's secret manual, "Extreme Wind: Dimensional Slash," doesn't specifically explain the clone technique, its discussion of the flow of wind greatly inspired Lin Yun. Wind is invisible, but when it flows at high speed, it can carry power and take on a substantial form.
"The core of the clone technique is not to replicate oneself, but to condense the power of the wind into a human form," Lin Yun murmured.
He raised his right hand, and a cyan wind blade condensed in his palm. He dispersed the wind blade, letting the wind element flow in the air, gradually coalescing into a human figure. The figure was initially blurry, with only an outline. But as Lin Yun poured his spiritual power into it, the figure gradually became clear—facial features, limbs, clothing… almost exactly like Lin Yun.
"go."
The clone charged forward and slammed its fist into the stone wall. The stone wall remained unmoved, but the clone's fist dissipated into a gust of wind.
"The power is still too weak." Lin Yun shook his head.
He continued his research. How could he give his clones greater power? How could he make them last longer? How could he create multiple clones simultaneously?
He had encountered these same problems in the "Phantom Blade Technique" of the Swallowed Star world. The final move of that technique combined light refraction and wind clone techniques to create dozens of blade lights that were somewhere between reality and illusion. But those were just blade lights, not real clones.
"No rush." Lin Yun took a deep breath. "Let's take it one step at a time."
Another month has passed.
Lin Yun has made significant progress in understanding the mysteries of light refraction and wind clone techniques. He still has a long way to go before fully comprehending these two mysteries, but at least the direction is clear.
"Next, let's try the lightning-based law, 'Lightning Speed'."
The speed of lightning is a profound mystery concerning speed within the laws of lightning. Lightning is extremely fast, almost second only to light. Comprehending the speed of lightning not only makes one's lightning magic more swift but also greatly enhances one's movement speed.
Lin Yun closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness in the ocean of lightning-based laws.
Within the micro-dimensional planes, the fluctuations of the laws governing lightning were equally clear. The mysteries surrounding lightning—how is it generated? How does it propagate? What is the relationship between speed and voltage?—gradually became clear to him.
"The essence of lightning is the flow of electric charge." Lin Yun recalled the physics knowledge from the Swallowed Star world. "When the electric charge accumulates to a certain level, it will break through the air and form lightning. The speed of lightning depends on the resistance of the medium and the strength of the electric field."
He raised his right hand, and a purple arc of lightning danced in his palm. He controlled the speed of the lightning arc, from slow to fast, from fast to extremely fast. Finally, the lightning arc reached a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, leaving only a purple afterimage.
"His speed of lightning has also improved."
Three months later, Lin Yun had mastered the four profound arts of light refraction, light speed, wind clone technique, and lightning speed to a considerable degree. Although he had not yet reached the level of "complete comprehension" of any of them, he could feel that he was getting closer and closer to that threshold.
"I've reached 60-70% in each of the four profound mysteries," Lin Yun assessed in his mind. "If I focused on one, I might have already broken through to 80%. But I cultivate seven elements simultaneously, so my energy is scattered, and my progress is naturally slower."
He has no regrets. Practicing the Seven Lineages was a path he chose himself, and he will continue to walk it no matter how difficult it is.
The fluctuations of the laws within this miniature plane are dozens of times greater than those outside. One day of cultivation here is equivalent to one month outside. He stayed here for three months, which is equivalent to seven or eight years of cultivation outside. All fourteen profound mysteries underwent a qualitative leap.
"It's time to change direction." Lin Yun turned his attention to the "Earth Pulse" of the Earth Element Law.
He gained some insight into this profound mystery during his battles with the Earthly Fiends, and later studied it in greater depth within their secret manuals. The Earth's Pulse is not simply about sensing the earth's vibrations, but about synchronizing one's own power with the earth's frequency, thereby achieving the effect of "borrowing power."
"The earth is alive." Lin Yun sat cross-legged on the stone bed and focused his spiritual energy into the ground.
He could sense the faint vibrations emanating from the depths of the earth—the pulsation of the earth's crust, the sound of flowing magma, the groan of rocks being squeezed together. These vibrations were extremely faint, imperceptible to ordinary people. But Lin Yun's mental power, enhanced by the miniature plane, allowed him to clearly perceive them.
"Frequency..." Lin Yun adjusted his power frequency, trying to synchronize with the pulse of the earth.
The first attempt failed. His energy frequency was far removed from the pulse of the earth, and the two interfered with each other, causing his blood and qi to surge.
The second time, I adjusted the frequency, but it still wasn't right.
The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...
After countless attempts, Lin Yun finally found that frequency. His power resonated with the pulse of the earth, and a tremendous force surged from the depths of the earth, flowing into his body.
"This is... the pulse of the earth." Lin Yun opened his eyes, a hint of excitement flashing in them.
His power more than doubled at that moment. This wasn't his own power, but power lent to him by the earth. As long as he remained in sync with the earth, this power would not disappear.
"With this profound secret, my defense and strength will be greatly enhanced," Lin Yun thought to himself.
Time slips away silently within the miniature planes.
Lin Yun delved into the depths of each of the fourteen profound mysteries. He no longer pursued fusion, but focused on cultivating each mystery itself—from "entry-level" to "mastery," and from "mastery" to "ultimate."
Refraction of light, speed of light—he practiced the Phantom Blade Technique repeatedly, pushing the bending and speed of light to their limits. With a single slash, dozens of blades of light struck the target from different angles, indistinguishable from the real ones, as fast as lightning.
Wind-based clone technique, dimensional mysteries—he practiced condensing wind elements into human form, granting his clones greater power and longer duration. Simultaneously, he elevated the cutting power of his Dimensional Slash to a new level; a single slash tore through space itself.
The lightning speed, lightning resonance, and lightning explosion—he repeatedly refined the three mysteries of lightning speed, resonance, and explosion, so that every bolt of lightning contained terrifying power.
Fire element, the mystery of explosion—he controls the temperature and shape of flames, concentrating the power of explosions into a single point, multiplying their power.
The water-based mist is mesmerizing, the ice-based blades are sharp—he makes the mist even more mesmerizing and the ice blades even sharper. In the mist, enemies will lose their way; under the ice blades, their defenses are as flimsy as paper.
Earth-based power, Earthwalking technique, Earth Pulse—he integrates the power of the earth into himself, making every punch carry immense force. Earthwalking technique allows him to move freely underground, like a fish in water. Earth Pulse allows him to harness the power of the earth for his own use, greatly enhancing his defense and strength.
Dark element – He has cultivated the power of darkness to a deeper level, enabling him to conceal his presence in the darkness and remain undetected by his enemies.
Each of the fourteen profound mysteries has undergone a qualitative leap. Although he has not yet reached the level of "complete comprehension" of any of them, Lin Yun can feel that he is getting closer and closer to becoming a lower-level god.
"I don't know how much time has passed." Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at the transparent membrane above his head.
He roughly estimated that it had been almost a year, perhaps longer. In the miniature plane, there was no day or night, no spring, summer, autumn, or winter; he could only roughly judge based on his own cultivation progress.
"It's time to go back."
Lin Yun stood up and walked to the stone gate. He glanced back at the miniature plane that had been with him for months—the stone bed, the stone table, the stone chair, and the eternally churning spatial turbulence outside the membrane.
"I'll come again," he said softly.
He pushed open the stone door, passed through the spatial turbulence, and returned to the magic crystal mine. Then he used earth-walking magic to travel upwards and returned to the surface.
The sunlight warmed his face. The distant sky was a clear, deep blue, with a few white clouds drifting lazily by. Nearly a year of seclusion had brought about a dramatic transformation in his strength.
"Let's go back to the Kingdom of Fenlai first." Lin Yun transformed into a streak of light and flew south.
During the year that Lin Yun was in seclusion, his elder brother Lin Lei experienced many things.
Heartbreak, dragon transformation, graduation, and being ennobled—at seventeen, Lin Lei accomplished in just a few months what many cannot achieve in a lifetime. A level seven dual-elemental mage, a dragonblood warrior, and a marquis of the Kingdom of Fenlai—each of these identities is enough to inspire awe.
But Lin Lei wasn't arrogant because of this. He knew he was still far behind his younger brother, Lin Yun. That prodigy who reached the Saint Realm at seventeen and defeated the disciple of the Martial God was the true hope of the Baruch family.
Linley auctioned off the stone carving "Awakening of the Dream," obtaining twelve million gold coins to redeem the family's heirloom sword, "Slaughter." He brought Slaughter back to Black Mountain Town and handed it to his father, Hogg. Hogg received Slaughter, tears streaming down his face.
"I'm back... I'm finally back..." Hogg stroked the patterns on the knife, his voice choked with emotion.
He didn't tell Linley the truth about his mother. Not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't. Linley wasn't strong enough; telling him would only make him impulsive. Hogg hoped his son could live a happier life.
Linley stayed in Wushan Town for a while before returning to Fenlai City to begin his life as a marquis.
Lin Yun was unaware of all of this.