Chen Cheng did his best to steady himself. The next instant, he felt like a stone tumbling through space before plunging into water. The dizzying spinning vanished, only to be replaced by the suffocating sensation of constantly sinking.
Chen Cheng tried to breathe, but all he could feel was extreme suffocation.
He wanted to see his surroundings clearly, but all he saw was a hazy halo of light.
"There's light. Looks like things haven't reached the worst point yet."
Chen Cheng thought to himself.
Just as he was considering how to break free from this state, the halo before his eyes began to change.
An intense sensation of the camera being dragged and pulled seized him. The halo, which had originally been only a small patch, instantly filled his entire field of vision. Then, in the next moment, Chen Cheng saw countless worlds and countless versions of himself.
Ancient, modern, magical, cultivation-based—images from countless worlds flashed back before him, and countless versions of himself were doing different things.
"Ah."
The rapid shifts in identity and the tearing pull of worlds made Chen Cheng feel as though he was about to be ripped apart like a rag.
Meanwhile, the Dimensional Armament on his body kept sounding alarms while continuously activating its dimensional stabilization function.
"Marked dimension detected. Beginning dimensional traversal."
That was the last voice Chen Cheng heard before losing consciousness.
This time, when Chen Cheng fell unconscious, he returned to that research institute. Before him was still a nebula as beautiful as a river of stars.
After realizing he had returned here, Chen Cheng began observing the research institute. Then he discovered that this was not the ruin he had entered from outside.
Clearly, this time his unconscious dream-return had not brought him back to that ruin, but to a