The Ten Layered Ancient Gods—the highest level of the Unity Realm was to fuse with Ninety-nine Returns to One, creating eighty-one "selves." Reaching Universe 140 was the limit.
But in the future, there wouldn't be just eighty-one Parallel Universes!
So, after cultivating the Unity Realm to perfection, there would certainly be countless remaining "selves" across the countless Parallel Universes. Once you became a Saint, they would instead become your weak point.
If someone captured one of your selves and locked it inside their own universe, you wouldn't be able to descend there!
Sylvie chuckled, showing a hint of oddness. "In the age of all living beings in the multidimensional universe, the concept of the [Saint's Shackles] is about to emerge. Kings will not meet kings, and everyone will use all kinds of outrageous tricks. Capturing your parallel self will definitely be very interesting."
Listening to the two of them chat about the universe's major affairs and point out the direction of the world, Li Qing was in a rather good mood.
Previously, Atabia had taken his two brothers traveling everywhere, making the other Saints green with envy. Li Qing had been one of them.
After all, he couldn't use time recklessly, or he would risk exposing himself. He could only watch helplessly as Atabia enjoyed himself.
"Now I can finally come over myself too!"
Li Qing felt much more refreshed.
As the mastermind behind the scenes pushed the civilizations in the Cosmic Sandbox forward time and time again, all he could do was travel, fish, and enjoy a few simple hobbies.
After all, only someone in his position knew that it wasn't as beautiful as it seemed.
An invincible life was terribly dull as well.
He had no other serious business to attend to, so he first took the two