Chapter 569: Chapter 28: The Path of Decay

The decaying staircase, an endless darkness, with only the ominous dark green gleam of the giant roots winding and writhing beneath Lynch’s feet, and the ever-present, bone-boring decay erosion. Lynch’s figure appeared small and solitary on this spiraling path of despair.

In the first few months, Lynch’s steps carried the meaning of exploration. Each step of the staircase was a carefully designed trap of decay, containing fragmented knowledge of the “Decaying Domain.” He was like the most precise analytical instrument, with the [Grid Circuit] operating at full capacity, deconstructing and mapping the energy flow of the traps, core nodes of rule runes, and acceleration formulas of matter decay one by one.

“Material Structure Entropy Increase Model…combined with the impact of star phase shifts on stability…solution: reverse elemental transmutation, coordinate injection (X-7, Y-3, Z+12) to reverse entropy flow…”

“Space folds accompanied by decay spore diffusion…solution: construct a micro space anchoring matrix, shift path (α=15.7 degrees, β=-2.3 degrees)…”

Every successful resolution, the system prompt would come as expected:

“Obtained Decaying Domain’s knowledge fragments, loaded.”

“[Decaying Domain lv2 Skill Level +3]”

“[Decaying Domain lv2 Skill Level +2]”

The intricate and exquisite knowledge fragments, like gentle streams, flowed into his vast Spiritual Sea, quickly integrated and absorbed by his powerful computing power.

At the same time, his body instinctively operated the “Time Wheel” Meditation Skill under the omnipresent high pressure of decay.

Threads of weak yet pure Time power, like resilient vines, quietly wove the foundation of his Mystical Circuits while resisting the decay erosion. The virtual image of the Time Wheel slowly rotated in his spiritual core, and the progress bar moved forward imperceptibly at a speed discernible only to the naked eye.

In this way, in the blink of an eye, a year or two passed.

The concept of time became blurred in the endless ascent. A year or two, for the Mystical Wizard’s long life, was just a fleeting moment. Yet Lynch’s steps became more steady and efficient.

The traps on the staircase became increasingly complex and variable. The singular “material decay” was seldom seen and was replaced by composite rule attacks like “Space Distortion and Decay Spore Symbiosis Traps,” “Local Turbulence of Time Flow Catalyzing Decay Outburst,” and “Mental Illusions Leading to Accelerated Loss of Life Energy.”

The Power of Decay was like a bone-deep tumor, intensifying with each step, its erosion, permeability, and rule distortion reaching new heights.

However, Lynch’s response was more composed. His understanding of the decay rules was beyond compare to when he first entered. Solving traps was no longer just about precise “scalpel” punctures; sometimes it was more like weaving an invisible anti-rule network.

He mobilized the decay power he had initially understood to conduct deeper “dialogue” and “game” with the trap’s power, analyzing through opposition, assimilating through analysis, with efficiency far surpassing brute force.

The system prompt continued to sound regularly, and the experience bar for the [Decaying Domain] steadily and surely grew, quickly completing the lv2 cultivation progress and reaching the next stage.

Decaying Domain lv3: 2/100000

A massive amount of knowledge fragments were digested and integrated, and his understanding of the fundamental power of “decay” began to shift from disparate puzzle pieces to a vague blueprint. Decay was no longer just about destruction and decline; he began to touch the deeper implication of “cycle,” “transformation,” and “all things return to dust.”

The operation of the “Time Wheel” never ceased either. In the face of increasingly strong decay rule erosion, his control over Time power subtly improved. In his spiritual core, the virtual image of the Time Wheel rotated more smoothly, its scales seeming a bit clearer. The cultivation progress bar quietly crossed the midpoint mark.

Time continued to move forward, who knows how long had passed this time.

The staircase still stretched upward, disappearing into the darkness at the edge of vision, seemingly endless. Lynch had long lost tangible perception of time passing. A few years? More than ten years? Even longer? In this isolated, decay-accompanied spiral passage, time lost its meaning of measurement.

The roots beneath his feet seemed to writhe more violently, the dark green liquid flowing on their surface deepening in color, emitting an almost tangible aura of decay. The power and intricacy of the traps reached a heart-palpitating level.

Rule Fragments were like invisible blades, roaming in the void, making space itself fragile and trap-filled like decaying leather. Illusions flourished, attempting to incite fear, greed, despair, and other negative emotions in the climber’s heart, providing more delicious nourishment for the Power of Decay.

Yet Lynch’s state entered a strange “constancy.” His gaze deep as an ancient well, without the slightest ripple. His movements precise and efficient, as if set by a finely-tuned machine.

Every step, landing, and trap resolution were as natural and smooth as breathing. The [Grid Circuit] had become instinctual in his perception and thought, with a wider coverage, faster parsing speed, and more delicate control over energy and rules.

The cultivation progress of the Decaying Domain had long undergone multiple transformations.

Decaying Domain lv3

Decaying Domain lv4

Decaying Domain lv5

…

Finally reaching the current Decaying Domain lv7: 3/260000.

This meant his comprehension of “decay” had truly reached a higher level. If previously he was collecting fragments, now he was beginning to understand the connections between them, attempting to construct his own “decay” model.

Not only could he efficiently solve traps, but sometimes he could even preemptively predict the mode of trap activation, or channel part of the trap’s energy for his own use, albeit a minuscule part, but this was already a qualitative leap.

The cultivation progress of the “Time Wheel” was also steadily beyond halfway. The virtual image of the Time Wheel in his spiritual core radiated a clearer, more stable brilliance, like a miniature full moon.

His sense of subtle changes in time flow became keener, and his self-recovery rate of Magic Power and spiritual power subtly increased under the nourishment of Time power, providing strong sustenance for his ongoing fight against decay.

Time and decay, two seemingly opposing forces, formed a subtle confrontation and balance within him, propelling him to higher levels.

He looked up, his gaze seemingly penetrating the endless darkness, looking toward the still unattainable, cloud-shrouded tower top silhouette.

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The mysteries of decay, also unknown how much is left.

The turn of time, still halfway.

But within Lynch’s heart, there was only calm. He closed the flashing data on the system panel and once again lifted his foot, steadily stepping onto the next more perilous, yet also containing more “true knowledge,” decaying step.

A long road ahead, step by step. The endpoint, will eventually be reached.

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