Chapter 686: Chapter 19: The 36th Layer and the Mid Domain Stage

Land of Fran, deep within the Starry Sky Magic Academy, inside Lynch’s abode.

Time Hut.

In the center of a silent chamber completely covered by special runes, Lynch sat cross-legged. Here, no trace of external energy fluctuations or the passage of time could be felt, only his steady, deep breathing, and the nearly tangible, vast spiritual power slowly circulating around him like rings of stars.

In the depths of his consciousness, the cold and precise system prompts echoed like an eternal metronome, occurring repeatedly:

[Spirit Law Skill Level +1]

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[Spirit Law Skill Level +1]…

Each prompt represented his deeper understanding of the spiritual universe, his increasingly subtle mastery over the immense power. Numerous mysterious law runes emerged, combined, and evolved in his Sea of Consciousness, constructing a more complex and closer-to-source majestic structure.

It was unclear how much time had passed; the spiritual light revolving around him gradually calmed down, retreating into him like tidal waters. Lynch slowly opened his eyes, and deep within his gray pupils, the fleeting trajectory of billions of stars dying and being born vanished, returning to a profound calm.

He slightly shifted his thoughts, and a translucent system panel unfolded silently in his consciousness:

[Spirit Law Level 36]

Seeing this data line, a barely noticeable hint of satisfaction flickered across Lynch’s eyes.

At this moment, the external timer clearly showed—Wizard Calendar Year 10236. Since he initially constructed his domain in the Jade Land and stepped into a realm countless wizards dreamed of, only a few decades had passed.

A few decades, from Domain Early Stage swiftly advancing to Spirit Law Level Thirty-six!

If this speed were to be spread, it would be enough to shake the entire Wizard World, leaving those veteran Domain Wizards who have painstakingly cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years dumbfounded, and even questioning the meaning of life. It had already surpassed the realm of “genius” and approached a rationally-defying “phenomenon.”

However, Lynch himself knew well that the “decades” perceived by the outside world were merely a distorted facade.

His gaze swept across the ancient runes on the inner walls of the silent chamber that connected to the Time Hut, emitting a warm glow at this moment. The mystery of time was twisted and stretched here.

With his own strength growing rapidly and his understanding of [Time Law] deepening, the mysterious and unfathomable “Time Hut” left by his mentor, Somda, saw its time flow disparity with the primary material world become increasingly astonishing.

From the initial several times to the current—

Ten times.

Spending ten years in the Time Hut, only one year passes outside.

In other words, while the outside world perceives him as having retreated and cultivated for several decades, he has actually spent several hundred long years in the Time Hut, immersed in absolute focus without distraction!

Hundreds of years sitting through seasons and meditating, relentless exploration and parsing of the laws, coupled with the system’s astonishing ability to perfectly solidify and efficiently integrate each insight and skill level…

Having achieved such astounding results seems naturally justified.

He closed the system panel, feeling the spiritual power within that had surged considerably since before the retreat, like a dormant sea of stars, where beneath the calm lies a power capable of shaking reality.

Then,

He stood up and moved to the other side of the original square.

Here was a unique barrier, arranged like a laboratory.

This was his exclusive place for research and learning of spell knowledge.

Through continuous exploration and research on the Time Hut, Lynch discovered that in this space purely constructed by Spiritual Field, he could represent external matter through the manifestation of spiritual power in the hut.

Thus, he could conduct research and study spells in this entirely spiritual world.

Furthermore,

All the material here was manifested by his spiritual power, no matter how precious the material or scarce the substance, it could be manifested through spiritual power.

Outside, once experimental materials are consumed, they’re gone, but here, as long as his spiritual power is sufficient, he can continuously manifest the consumed materials again and again, repeating the experiments.

Of course,

This method requires a prerequisite: he must have a thorough understanding of the materials to be manifested, with spiritual power penetrating into every element core, otherwise, the manifested material will have discrepancies with real-world substances.

Such discrepancies might just be an elemental arrangement from a spectator’s perspective, but in reality, they can make a world of difference.

Arriving in the laboratory, Lynch gazed at the crimson Great Sword laid on the experiment table—

Ifrid’s Sword.

Compared to when it was first obtained, the Ifrid’s Sword had undergone significant changes.

The dark color of the blade remained, like cooled lava, but the golden fire patterns flowing on it seemed to come alive, no longer simple decorations, but like bloodlines surging inside the blade, radiating heart-pounding life force and heat. The space around the blade was slightly distorted, a phenomenon formed by the natural overflow of overly powerful energy.

The most noticeable change was the demonic head sculpture of Ifrid at the sword hilt. It had become more abominable and more oppressive, with details lifelike, as if ready to break out into a roaring Flame Demon God at any moment. Particularly striking were those eye sockets—originally decorative grooves now burning with substantial, platinum flames! The flames were not static but constantly flickering and rising, as if possessing their own will, coldly “watching” everything around, exuding primitive, overpowering, god-like pressure that could incinerate all things.

Simply being quietly placed there, the powerful aura the sword emitted seemed to nearly fill the entire laboratory barrier, with whispers of ancient destruction and forging laws silently reverberating in the air.

Lynch could clearly feel the connection between himself and the sword growing more intimate and profound, as if it had become an extension of his limbs; the terrifying power contained within, though not fully unleashed, allowed him to perceive its unfathomable potential.

He slightly shifted his thoughts, and the translucent system panel unfolded in his consciousness, the data precisely presenting:

[Ifrid’s Sword Level 2: 28165/500000]

Indeed,

After years of accumulation, after countless experimental accumulations, this Ifrid’s Sword had finally reached skill level 2 in Lynch’s hands.

This also meant that this Great Sword had crossed into a new realm—

Mid Domain!

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