Chapter 2907: Burdenless Dominator Physique - Walker Of The Worlds

A full year passed. Within the sealed gravity chamber, the world outside moved at its own pace, butLin Muwas still, deliberate, and unyielding. He had entered this place seeking to complete theGolden Dominator Sutra, but time had shown him a harsh truth—the method to advance the technique simply did not exist anymore. The ancient monks of the Immovable Vajra Temple had preserved only fragments. Their reliance on theDominator’s Breathas a necessary component had left a gaping void in the cultivation path once the art advanced beyond theMortal Realm. For anyone else, it would have been the end of the road. But Lin Mu had never been just "anyone." Even with the assistance of his newly forgedGravity Dao Embryo, it had not been an easy process. Each attempt to progress was like walking blindfolded through a collapsing canyon. Sometimes he advanced. Sometimes he failed. Sometimes he nearly destroyed himself. It took hundreds of hours of meditation, countless trials of bodily transformation, and nearly exhausting a large amount of his stores of immortal stones and recovery pills. But finally, he found the resonance. The key came when he unleashed thetrue powerof hisGravity Dao Embryo—a manifestation he had been hesitant to fully invoke. "There’s no point in holding back now," Lin Mu muttered to himself, his voice swallowed by the dense gravity. He raised his right hand, fingers outstretched, and called upon the Dao embryo floating deep within his dantian. The dark sphere, encircled by spinning rings of weight-bound runes, began to glow with fierce intensity. His Dao Traces surged, carving paths through the gravity field like thunder through fog. And then—it appeared. ADao Skill, born not of inheritance or scroll, but from Lin Mu’s own understanding: "Heaven-Crushing Descent ." With a single wordless chant, the air around him thickened. The space above and below twisted into layers, compressing until even light seemed unable to escape. The sheermassof his Dao Will caused the floor beneath him to crack. Mountains formed around him—not real ones, butmanifestationsof Earth and Gravity principles, rising like projections from an ancient, forgotten world. These weren’t just illusions. They were hisfusion point. Lin Mu clenched his fists, pushing both theTrue Gold Body Forging Artand hisImmortal Strengthening Scriptureinto simultaneous overdrive. Golden light burst from his marrow, bones ringing with metallic resonance. Earth Dao rippled outward like tectonic pressure, coating every cell of his body with dense, unyielding will. Then came the gravity—invoked from the core of his Dao Embryo. "Now!" The skill triggered, and the mountain illusionsdescendedonto his form, each pressing down with the weight of planetary mass. Lin Mu’s bodydid not collapse—instead, itabsorbedthe weight. Golden skin turned deeper, taking on a muted sheen as theearth runesetched themselves across his frame. These runes—fine as silk threads—wrapped around his limbs, spine, and heart. Every organ, even muscle fiber, ever nerve and even the very cells themselves were being etched with the runes. It was as if the very essence of Lin Mu was transforming. The runes formed landscapes: jagged ridgelines, canyons, massive cliffs, and dormant volcanoes—millions of tiny inscriptions creating a body that was no longer merely tempered, butforged anew. His presence became absolute. HONGLONG HONGLONG HONGLONG It was as if millions of bells were ringing at once, as the very sound of Dao echoed from Lin Mu’s body, as techniques that were once independents, ones that were created by different people, came together. Their union giving birth to something entirely new. Even the monks who stood meditating far outside the chamber felt the shift. The Abbot, deep in his own prayer within the Stone Pavilion, opened his eyes and looked toward the training grounds. "What... has he done?" Later that day, as the monks cautiously gathered near the sealed chamber, Lin Mu emerged—slowly, and silently. His robes hung loosely on his now radiant frame, and every step he took caused the air to ripple subtly, as if the world bent to accommodate his movement. His body wascompletely golden, but not in the polished, gleaming way of divine metals. This wasWeighted Earthen Gold, etched withbrown mountain runesthat shimmered faintly as he moved. His hair drifted like strands of heavy silk, each strand seemingly bound by gravity itself. The Abbot, seeing him, was speechless for a moment. Then he stepped forward. "That is not the Golden Dominator Sutra..." Lin Mu looked up, breathing calmly. "No. It’s something new." The Abbot walked around him, inspecting the runes, the harmony of energy flowing through his meridians, the seamless integration of Metal, Earth, and Gravity. He stopped in front of Lin Mu and gave a deep, respectful bow. "You... did not just complete the Golden Dominator Sutra. You havesurpassedit." The monks all looked to one another, unsure what he meant. The Abbot continued, voice rich with reverence. "What you’ve achieved is a fusion. TheGreat Burden Pathof our monastery—the legacy of bearing the world’s weight through gravity—and theGolden Dominator Sutra—the art of absolute physical supremacy—they were never meant to meet. And yet, in your hands, they haveharmonized." Lin Mu’s eyes reflected calm understanding. "The Golden Dominator Sutra sought invincibility through dominance. But dominance is not without burden. If you cannot withstand the weight of the world, how can you rule it?" The Abbot smiled. "And so... what do you call this new path you’ve forged?" Lin Mu thought for a moment, placing a hand on his chest where the largest rune of a mountain range pulsed like a beating heart. "The Burdenless Dominator Physique." A hush fell over the courtyard. There was no arrogance in the name. Only meaning. Only weight. The monks knelt in solemn respect, recognizing that they had witnessed somethingbeyond legacy—a new truth. From that day onward, the Great Burden Monastery recorded the event not as a mere breakthrough, but as anew Chapter. Lin Mu, once a wandering cultivator, had become the only person in history to not just revive an extinct path, but to evolve it—spiritually, conceptually, and physically.