As the Sin Collector absorbed the ascension sin from Differential Weng, Gao Gong seemed to experience the mechanical old man's ascension scene himself.
It had to be said—it was quite a spectacle.
In terms of sheer scale, it was far more tremendous than his own sixth-tier ascension back then.
No wonder the other systems had a saying: mechanical specialists had a lot of stationery.
There really was a lot of "stationery." Although most of it consisted of fragmented pieces, Gao Gong had seen mechanical creations dozens of billions of times larger in scale than his own legion.
And every one of them was an ascended creation.
As a result, when the ascension failed, the destruction caused by those ascended machines was greater than anyone else's.
Unlike temporal branches, parallel universes were far more stable than the former. But after all this turmoil, combined with the "universe-shattering illusion" he had seen, Gao Gong had reason to believe that the coordinates of this parallel universe had most likely already vanished from the main universe.
Perhaps after tens of thousands of years, these temporal coordinates would reappear.
Of course, they might also never appear again.
Thinking about it now, I really was quite lucky to have successfully ascended in my previous life.
After all, starting from a third-level civilization, he had succeeded in all three ascensions—to the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels.
Aside from selling books throughout the universe and gaining the strength brought by spending money, there was another reason Gao Gong himself was unwilling to admit: while being crazily hunted by the Blade Queen, he had squeezed his civilization's potential for dear life to prevent himself from being hacked to death and his civilization from being infested. He had extracted every last bit of power brought by his spending.
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