On the Golden Throne, Fang Cheng’s gaze was like lightning, sweeping over this hall constructed by his will.
Light streamed in through the long stained glass windows on both sides, casting colorful pathways on the ground, like ribbons running through the entire hall.
Towering golden stone pillars resembled arms holding up the sky, supporting the grand semicircular dome, making the hall appear even more majestic.
He slowly lifted his head, gazing towards the dome above.
There was no carved beams or painted rafters, but rather a vast cosmos mirrored here.
Countless points of light quietly flickered in the deep darkness, like dazzling stars.
As though meticulously arranged by the hand of a god, compressing the boundless celestial dimensions here.
And in the center of this starry sky, there hung a mass of the most dazzling golden light.
Its size was tens of times larger than any surrounding star, like an eternal, indestructible sun, reigning over this spiritual cosmos. Thɪs chapter is updated by novelꜰire.net
At the core of the most intense flame, a golden pupil vaguely emerged, its gaze indifferent yet majestic.
It was as if this entire blazing "sun" was merely its opened eyelid.
Whenever that pupil occasionally blinked, an invisible pulse of will would spread out.
In an instant, all the points of light on the starry dome resonated, flashing in unison, as if responding to some primordial command.
Fang Cheng noticed that the number of stars on the dome had increased nearly threefold from before.
These points of light varied in form, some as bright as diamonds, some dim as embers.
Others seemed to flicker, as though far on the horizon, appearing extremely unstable.
They all followed a rule: the closer they were to the central "sun" of the dome, the more brilliant their light.
Each star was connected to this "sun" by an invisible spiritual thread.
These threads were like the all-encompassing sunlight, yet also like unbreakable mooring cables, maintaining the connection between all stars and the sun.
To prevent them from drifting aimlessly in this boundless dark world, losing direction, and eventually drifting to unknown reaches, completely severing the connection.
This is the Sun Heart Net, co-constructed by the True Self of the Inner World and all the linked individuals.
When Fang Cheng cast his consciousness into the entire starry sky, an endless flow of information instantly swept over him.
In his vision, it was as if hundreds of television screens opened simultaneously.
There were scenes of boxers striking bags in a gym, the clattering sounds of bargaining people on the street, the bitter taste of coffee in a white-collar worker’s mouth.
Even a sudden burst of heavy breathing...
Sounds, images, scents, touch — the five senses surged in a tide, yet were orderly processed in his consciousness, with no sense of chaos.
This is the omniscient view brought by "Spiritual Resonance."
Allowing Fang Cheng to peek into a corner of each linked individual’s Spiritual World without establishing separate channels, sensing their immediate experiences.
However, this state places an extremely terrifying burden on the spirit.
Even with a Spirit Attribute as high as 70 points, Fang Cheng couldn’t maintain it for long.
The figure on the throne slightly condensed his gaze, immediately withdrawing from the omniscient view,
and turned his attention to a few newly born, brighter stars.
They represent the newly added "Believers."
As Fang Cheng’s gaze suddenly swept across, several scenes clearly transmitted.
In a government building, Zhou Liang was buried in a pile of case files, his brow furrowed.
Nearby, at a work station, Ali, Ah Yang, and Xiao Jie were celebrating softly.
They seemed to have just completed a difficult task, receiving praise from their superior, their faces beaming with joy and relief.
Fang Cheng’s gaze turned to another star.
In a hotel room, a slender female figure leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the bustling traffic outside.
Her eyes appeared somewhat hollow, an overwhelming sense of loneliness was palpable even through the Spiritual Link.
She was Shijima Gorou’s fiancée, Cui Xiuying.
The reason they were drawn into a Spiritual Link with him, Fang Cheng mused, likely stemmed from what happened at the Noah Building that night.
At that time, he guided everyone to use him as a meditation anchor, perform a Memory Palace, and then, with Cheng Jiashu, led them through the mist of the Inner World and ascended to the top floor.
That process itself was an initial construction of a Spiritual Link.
With this in mind, Fang Cheng felt a slight movement in his heart and directed his gaze to the outer edges of the starry sky.
There, a star was like the morning star about to vanish after dawn.
Its light was so weak that it could be easily overlooked unless scrutinized, yet it exuded an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Feeling a connection, Fang Cheng immediately focused his consciousness on it.
Attempting to further observe his current circumstances, he immediately encountered a force of rejection.
That star seemed to exist in this starry sky, yet like an illusion, elusive, unable to establish a stable observation channel.
After a few attempts, Fang Cheng abandoned the prankish thought of prying into Cheng Jiashu’s privacy.
Instead, he directed his gaze to the edges of the dome, continuing to search for other similar dim points of light.
"Lin Chuqiao, Bai Ling, Big Hammer, and Uncle Li Dingjian..."
Sweeping his gaze over those points of light, Fang Cheng softly murmured each target’s name.
The individuals represented by these points of light all shared a distinctive commonality.
They were all power users.
Fang Cheng pondered briefly, a realization forming in his mind.
The process of establishing a Spiritual Link with power users, compared to ordinary people, clearly featured a certain subconscious resistance from deep within.