As the silver moon hung suspended in the heavy skies above the Great Burden Monastery, Lin Mu stood in the inner sanctum, surrounded by the meditating monks and the abbot nearby.
His gaze fixed on the swirling rift that pulsed at the center of the Heart of Gravity. The gravitational pressure pressed down on him like a constant breath of some ancient beast—silent, steady, and impossibly vast.
He had tried everything he knew. Sealing techniques, spatial runes used for teleportation arrays, and even some gravitational harmony formations that he had read in some of the books he had.
The gravitational harmony formations were far beyond his level, even at his current comprehension and needed not just a Grandmaster Alchemist but one that had the Gravity Dao too. Lin Mu had tried it as a fluke but was unsuccessful, lacking requirements.
No method had even come close to resolving the issue.
