CHAPTER 130 — Arrival at the Astral Forge Sect
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1. Lin Feels the Weight of a Higher World
Lin stepped beyond the grand gates—
And the world hit him like a mountain.
His chest seized.
His legs buckled.
His spine compressed.
For a heartbeat, he genuinely thought an invisible giant had slammed him into the ground.
"Ugh—!"
He staggered, sweat bursting across his skin.
Gravity.
Not spiritual pressure.
Not killing intent.
Just the natural gravity of the Titan Realm.
Ten times heavier.
Twenty times denser.
Fifty times more resistant.
The ground felt like it was pulling him down with malicious intent.
The disciple who escorted him glanced back.
"Relax, junior brother. You get used to it."
Lin forced himself upright.
Used to it?
He felt like his bones were about to shatter.
Aurora whispered in shock:
> "Master… the gravitational constant of this world is nearly twelve times that of your old realm."
Shengyuan groaned in Lin's universe:
> "Even my Saint body feels crushed… this realm is truly beyond us."
Dragon Bai whimpered faintly within his egg-nest:
> "…too… heavy… can't move…"
Lin clenched his jaw.
This was the price of reaching a higher world.
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2. Lin Tries to Fly — And Fails Spectacularly
He gathered spiritual power at his feet and pushed off.
Nothing.
He tried again.
He managed to lift two centimeters off the ground before slamming back down so hard his knees nearly cracked.
The escorting disciple shook his head.
"Don't strain yourself. At your level… you'll barely manage basic levitation for the first month."
Lin blinked.
"…A month?"
"We're lucky. Humans and elves adapt faster. Dwarves take years."
Lin swallowed.
If he couldn't even fly…
Then everything he had built so far…
…was nothing in this realm.
But instead of despair, something else burned inside him.
Determination.
"If this is what it takes… then I'll adapt."
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3. The Scenery of a Higher Realm — Slowing Down to Take It All In
The disciple led him along a floating stone bridge carved with star-metal veins.
Lin forced himself to walk through the gravity.
Every step took focus.
Every breath felt heavy.
Every movement required effort.
But as his body adjusted, he finally began to see the world around him.
And it was—
Magnificent.
Floating mountains suspended by law arrays.
Astral fire flowing like rivers.
Cosmic beasts soaring through the sky—
Dragons, phoenix-like birds made of lightning, metal-winged serpents, even astral turtles carrying entire pagodas on their backs.
Spiritual plants bloomed beside the path:
Starlight Orchids
Voidroot Trees
Comet-Grass
Law-Lotus
Every plant radiated an aura that would have triggered a heavenly tribulation in the lower realm.
Lin inhaled deeply.
Just that breath made his dantian shiver.
This world…
This world was alive.
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4. The Astral Forge Sect
The disciple spoke as they walked.
"This is the Lower Terraces. Outer Court disciples live here."
Outer Court?
Lin blinked.
Everything he saw was godlike—
And this was the lowest level?
The disciple continued:
"Above this are the Middle Terraces—home of Inner Court disciples."
"Above that are the Celestial Halls—Core Disciples and Elite Forgemasters."
"And at the peak… the Starforge Pinnacle, where the Titan Elders dwell."
Lin raised an eyebrow.
"The Titan we saw earlier…?"
The disciple nodded.
"That was Elder Galmoth. He's one of the Elders in charge of external security."
Lin processed that.
A Titan Elder… was a security guard.
"What… does a Titan Patriarch do then?" Lin asked.
The disciple chuckled weakly.
"Destroy planets."
"…Ah."
Right.
Higher realm.
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5. The Sect's Greatest Pride — The Starforge
They stopped before a massive structure at the mountain's heart.
A forge the size of a city.
Molten stars flowed through channels like rivers of light.
Forges shaped like titanic anvils glowed with cosmic heat.
Giant hammers descended like falling meteorites.
Lin's breath trembled.
"This… is the main forge?"
The disciple beamed with pride.
"Of course not. This is the outer forge, used for basic materials."
Basic…?
Lin suddenly understood:
His entire life's work in crafting and upgrading…
…would be considered entry level here.
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6. Lin Meets the Outer Constellation Court
They arrived at a large courtyard full of training disciples.
But instead of sparring—
They were struggling to move under the same gravity that crushed Lin.
Some strengthened their bodies.
Some practiced forging with tiny pieces of star-iron.
Some tried to levitate a few meters.
Some crawled up stairs while carrying meteor-iron weights.
The disciple laughed.
"See? You're not alone."
Lin nodded.
This felt right.
A place to start over.
A place to grow stronger correctly.
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7. Adapting to the Higher Realm — Challenges Begin
The elder overseeing the courtyard stepped forward.
He was a stern, middle-aged human with cosmic runes engraved in his skin.
He eyed Lin carefully.
"So. Another void survivor.
You may join the Outer Constellation Court."
He tossed Lin a thin jade tablet.
"Your training will begin with gravity adaptation.
Use this to track your progress."
Lin caught it—
And staggered under the weight of the jade.
It weighed like a boulder.
The elder smirked.
"Welcome to the Astral Forge Sect, boy.
Here, even our paperwork will crush you."
Lin almost choked.
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8. Shengyuan and Bai Suffer Too
Inside Lin's universe:
Shengyuan gasped.
> "Lin! The laws here are so dense I cannot move freely!"
His reconstructed solar system trembled.
Dragon Bai whined:
> "Master… this world is too heavy… my wings can't even twitch…"
Lin exhaled.
"So none of us can fly."
Aurora added hesitantly:
> "We… may need a few months to adapt."
It was humbling.
Power or no power—
this world forced them to start over.
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9. Lin's First Lesson — Breathe Under Pressure
The elder pointed to a large stone platform engraved with ancient runes.
"Stand on that."
Lin obeyed—
And instantly collapsed to one knee.
A crushing weight slammed onto his shoulders.
His bones screamed.
His vision blurred.
The elder didn't soften.
"You were a genius below. Perhaps even a sovereign.
But in this realm?"
The weight increased.
Lin gritted his teeth.
"Here, boy—"
The elder smirked.
"—you are a newborn."
Lin clenched his fists.
He lifted his body.
One inch.
Two inches.
Three—
He stood.
Barely.
The elder nodded once.
"…Good."
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