The dimensional expanse was not a parallel multiverse, but ninety-nine layers stacked above and below one another.
The hierarchy between universes was strict.
After Mo Qiong ascended, he soon discovered how tiny he was compared to the universe.
The various powers attributed to the "Lord of the Universe," the so-called realm of a sage, were almost imperceptible.
Originally, a sage could appear in an instant anywhere beneath the Heavenly Dao of the universe and freely mobilize its energy and most of its authorities. Although anything that had to be repaid still had to be repaid—every gain and loss had to remain balanced... in theory, however, one could simply drag one's feet.
It was like an emperor forcibly issuing an imperial edict. Even if it violated regulations and caused all sorts of problems, if he insisted on doing it, the Heavenly Dao would endure it and, at most, record the debt.
But now, having entered a different universe, he could no longer mobilize energy at will. His realm was still the same realm, but he was no longer in a place where he could exercise its authority. It was like a village official arriving in the county seat.
Not only that, all energy had been watered down. Its grade had risen, but its quantity had been drastically reduced.
Moreover, he felt suppressed by the laws everywhere. The influence of his original abilities had been greatly weakened—not only the laws, but gravity, electromagnetism, and even spacetime itself were a hundred times stronger than in the lower realm.
Even if a god or demon from the lower realm were forcibly sent here, it would probably be weakened into an ordinary person. Mortals would die outright, unable even to maintain their original molecular structures.
Mo Qiong could sense the profound and indistinct path ahead.