Time Like Waves, the Universe Like a Ship

"Space, of course, is necessary."

Atabia nodded, his expression solemn. "Without the [Heavenly Net], transmitting matter five thousand years into the future would take who knows how many years to complete."

"Of course, matter is necessary as well."

Atabia's gaze shifted to Nokron, who was eating melons. "Without matter assisting the flow, it would also be extremely difficult."

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Li Qing, who had been watching from the sidelines, saw everyone's gaze fall on him and could only nod in agreement.

In any case, he was just an onlooker, a spy. They could play however they wanted.

"But do these people really have to play this wildly? They're crossing the entire universe into the future, so why have they started riding the waves again?"

Li Qing stroked his chin.

"Now that's a show. Pulling off such a flashy move, riding the waves with no limits. The rain has stopped, the sky has cleared, and you think you're invincible again?"

Come to think of it, not one of these people had ever truly been cautious.

When they had first appeared in their respective eras, each one had been arrogant beyond measure, believing themselves supreme and taking on the mighty foes of every age.

But Li Qing had struck from the shadows time and again, setting traps for them in every era and playing all sorts of schemes from behind the scenes. In the end, after the Elf Ancient God incident, he had frightened them thoroughly. Back then, the slightest disturbance would send them scurrying into hiding.

They had been absurdly good at lying low!

Now they had hidden away and bitterly cultivated for far too long. Once their blueprint-based divine technique had reached perfection, they had finally allowed their flowers to bloom and achieved a great victory. Their confidence had returned, and