The enormous floating continent slowly approached the Ocean.
When it descended, the entire world trembled and shook.
This was not a collision on the physical level. If an asteroid of this size had fallen normally, civilization on the surface could start preparing for the next era.
This was a fusion on the conceptual level—or rather, a dimensional connection at a higher-dimensional level.
"Rumble!"
And so, a continent appeared out of nowhere above this sea.
Part of it was on Mercury 42, while the other part had already stepped into the unknown Ocean World.
The mighty giant island directly swallowed the spatial rift, forcibly turning the storm-ravaged foreign space calm and peaceful.
At the tower atop this continental island, Lu PingAn and his friends calmly watched it all unfold.
The fusion—or rather, the planar invasion—was far easier than expected.
In a sense, he now possessed the privilege once held by the Son of Evil God (quasi-Tier 11), allowing him to forcibly enter a Dimensional Gate that had not opened to him.
At the very least, this Mercury 42 had not stopped his fusion.
...No wonder ordinary Tier 10s and Tier 11s were utterly incomparable. Even upon entering the same plane, the power they could wield was not on the same level.
This was not a difference in raw strength, but in level of existence. It had little to do with the scale of one's divinity.
Tier 10s were still materialized deities. They could enter higher dimensions, yet they remained part of that plane's material world. Tier 11s, however, were clearly in a far more subtle state. They were here, yet not here; they could hardly even be regarded as tangible matter of reality.
"Tier 10s basically can't descend at all. Once their physical forms enter the atmosphere, gravity might capture them