Space.
So it had more than one side.
What I had seen before was only the most straightforward side of space.
We who existed in three-dimensional space had almost deceptively believed that we already understood every side of an object.
That was laughable and ignorant.
It was like how, in the eyes of Two-Dimensional Beings, their own kind were merely moving black lines. Unless they broke through that sheet of paper, they would never know that their companions actually possessed all kinds of contours.
Topological Space.
This was a unique perspective of analysis.
Space was like the tree diagrams found in many graphic materials—the topological structure. One divided into countless, and countless divided into countless more. Vast amounts of information were hidden on the reverse side that we could not see.
Once one rose to an eight-dimensional perspective, one could look in every direction from any space within Topological Space.
There were no longer any limitations of length, width, height, or position.
Nor were there any obstructions.
Or any... secrets.
So-called "limitations" were merely a term exclusive to low-dimensional beings.
Now, as I stood inside the Tian Jue Hao, I could simultaneously see its exterior, its circuits, and the electric currents flowing through them.
As I stood inside Fu Qing's stomach, I could see its internal conditions, Fu Qing's entire body, its enormous organs, and the blood flowing through those organs.
Topological Space.
This should be the fundamental perspective of the eighth dimension. After that, one should be able to manipulate those spaces.
At this moment.
In Liu Di's eyes, countless illusory worlds seemed to appear. Their edges looked as though they blended together, yet each remained distinctly clear.
Liu Di raised his head slightly.
He saw another secret.
Eight light-years away, a creature whose body was a gigantic eyeball