Chapter 1422: Chapter 557: An Invitation That Cannot Be Refused (Part 2)

Ron carefully observed the trajectory of those energy threads, secretly marveling in his heart.

Every single thread connected to energy nodes of different planes, employing some kind of space folding technology he completely couldn’t comprehend, guiding the magic power from distant star domains directly to here.

This energy from different time-space domains converged, blended, and purified in the air, finally transforming into that mysterious liquid as brilliant as liquid stars in the pool.

The surface of the pool water was not calmly mirror-like.

Upon close examination, it was evident that each drop of "water" was actually a miniature magic vortex.

Countless vortices rotated at different frequencies, forming complex resonance relationships with one another.

Wondering if there might be a chance to obtain the magic pool technology in the future.

If he could construct one in Nari’s realm, the improvement in efficiency would be unimaginable...

While contemplating this, he tentatively stepped forward.

In the next moment, these vortices immediately perceived the magic fluctuation of the outsider and began to adjust their rotation direction.

"No wonder one can only use it for two hours a day..."

He understood the deeper meaning in Vinard’s words.

Such intense environmental strength, even a Dark Sun Level Wizard couldn’t endure it for a long time.

Just like mortals unable to linger long in the deep sea, ordinary spiritual structures would quickly become saturated and overloaded in such a high-concentration magic environment.

Ron slowly shed his outer robe, revealing a lean and sturdy body shaped by long-term cultivation.

As the tip of his toe touched the pool water, a gentle yet intense energy fluctuation spread throughout his body along his nerves.

The feeling was like suddenly moving from barren land to fertile fields, where every cell quivered in excitement.

As he gradually delved deeper into the pool, Ron sensed a familiar "demon pressure" akin to the Abyss.

Every breath required negotiation with countless high-density magic molecules, and every heartbeat had to maintain its own magic frequency in this extreme environment.

"Let’s begin."

He sat cross-legged in the center of the pool, initiating "Star Eater’s Ravings."

In this environment, his connection with the stars became exceptionally clear.

Not only with those constellations he was familiar with, but even those ancient stars usually hidden in the depths of the void began to flicker in his perception.

These starlights no longer appeared as distant weak points but transformed into tangible energy springs within reach.

The process of magic compression was like the tempered forging of divine weaponry.

From 200% to higher compression, every percentage forward was as difficult as climbing a perilous peak.

The immense total amount of magic within Ron became the heaviest burden at this time.

As if trying to compress an entire river into a droplet of water, the resistance involved was palpable.

With the rising degree of compression, the "individuality" of the magic power also became increasingly intense.

Those energies once docile began to manifest their own "will."

Lightning yearned for release and destruction, flames pursued burning and rebirth, while chaos eternally sought more transformations and possibilities.

To forcibly compress these wildly differing "personalities" into the same container required not only pure spiritual power but also profound understanding and superb coordination skills.

Fortunately, Ron’s deep practice in the "Dissonant Chord" theory provided him with a unique advantage.

In Uther’s week-long crash course, he learned how to form dynamic balance with opposing forces;

In culinary-style cultivation, he mastered the techniques of guiding harmonious resonance among different elements;

In heuristic teaching, he honed the ability to resolve conflicts and promote understanding.

All these experiences found room for application in magic compression.

"Conflict itself is not the enemy..."

Ron remained clear-headed in intense pain:

"The true challenge is in how to make different voices form a grander harmony."

He no longer suppressed those "rebellious" magic forces.

Like conducting an immense orchestra, he allocated suitable "parts" and "beats" for each type of energy.

Lightning’s fierceness was guided to become the "forte" parts of the entire symphony;

Flame’s zeal became the rhythmic base driving the movement forward;

Chaos’s disorder transformed into the ever-changing "variation" theme;

And the Core of Contradiction in his bloodline found stability within this harmony.

Two opposing forces transformed into a dual spiral of contradiction ascent.

Every collision made the entire energy structure more precise and stronger.

The compression process, too, became charged with passion akin to musical creation.

Whenever the magic density reached a new critical point, Ron could feel a pleasant sensation akin to a "key change."

The extremely compressed magic, its purity reaching the level of an artwork.

Every strand of energy was like high-quality steel refined thousands of times, maintaining its original traits while gaining new qualities.

This enhancement in purity directly reflected his control over magic.

Spells originally requiring tenfold magic power now only needed sevenfold or even less to achieve the effect.

This high-purity magic during casting also almost produced no "noise" or "leaks," making every spell as sharp as a scalpel.

Time lost its meaning in such deep meditation.

The magic vortices in the pool sensed Ron’s cultivation state and began to autonomously adjust frequency to provide the most suitable energy supply rhythm for him.

The dangling energy threads also became more active, as if the entire magic pool was tailor-made for his individual cultivation.

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