The Son of Heaven heard the news from outside: Atabia had achieved a crushing victory over Elise and begun preaching to the multiverse for the second time. He fell into deep thought for a long while.
The two of them had exchanged authorities and entered the sequence of the spacetime great dao together.
But now.
Atabia was probably going to be much faster than him!
"He used time acceleration to comprehend it. Looks like I'll have to use my own method to speed up my comprehension as well." The Son of Heaven rose to his feet and, with a rustle, began traversing Parallel Universes.
He had now grasped a certain amount of the basics of the Time Blueprints.
By now, there were quite a few Ancient Gods with this rudimentary ability.
It was precisely these existences who had opened the cosmic gates, sending the Outer Domain Heavenly Demons from those Parallel Universes back and forth to steal other people's matter.
With another rustle.
He entered the time tunnel.
All around him was a vast, ethereal haze, with temporal currents constantly sweeping past.
The Son of Heaven slowly extended his hand and touched the currents outside the time tunnel.
With another rustle.
The temporal storm instantly aged his fingers, rapidly breaking them down until they vanished.
"It works." The Son of Heaven's eyes gradually turned cold.
He reached out again. This time, he wrapped his hand in a spatial dimension. His entire hand seemed like the dimensional flower from before—layer upon layer, like a brilliantly colored hand made of multifaceted glass—as he thrust it deep inside.
With another rustle.
The temporal storm once again eroded the Son of Heaven's palm, colliding with his spatial barrier. The two annihilated and dissolved each other, locked in mutual resistance.
"Time colliding with space. I'll