Gravity was the most common and yet most mysterious force in the universe. It filled every corner of the cosmos and was one of its foundations. Yet the medium through which this force was transmitted remained "unknown." Even on Earth, which slightly surpassed Shenzhou in theoretical physics, they had only theoretically identified a "Gravity Particle" that still could not be made self-consistent.
Therefore, even with the capabilities of Shenzhou's immortal dao, it was impossible to cut off "gravity." The restrictions originally meant to block the aftermath of battle seemed utterly useless against Ai Changyuan's attacks. The entire plaza had become a region of abnormal gravity; nearly all the newly inducted disciples felt the ground beneath their feet tilting slightly toward Arena Number Nine of Section A. Faced with this, the Foundation Establishment disciples serving as judges had no choice but to suspend several matches.
"Are those two really in Qi Refining?" Wu Fan had to lean backward, using Shenzhou's gravity to offset the aftershocks from Ai Changyuan. "It's hard to imagine they're the same as us."
Wu Fan's question was also the doubt shared by most of those present.
Were those two really still Qi Refining cultivators?
Their weighted values had probably already reached double digits. They could fight Foundation Establishment cultivators now, right?
Using the mana of early Qi Refining to battle a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!
Wu Shiqin took a sheet of scratch paper from her pocket—carrying scratch paper at all times was a good habit every Modern Dharma Cultivator ought to develop. She tore the sheet into scraps and casually tossed them out. The scraps fell much more slowly than she remembered, and despite there being no wind, they drifted on their own toward the arena where Wang Qi and the other were fighting.
"The Kun Attraction Number