Setting aside Gear Time-Space, Saine was in the midst of urgently constructing the Bronze Gate passage.
At the center of Demon Cave Time-Space, Locke likewise was not idle.
The Rule Shadow left behind by the Demon Cave Master had already been more or less absorbed by him.
That core star region which had once terrified countless demonized civilizations now had only ring after ring of shattered black-purple fissures left.
Deep within these fissures, there still remained the painful echoes of Demon Cave Time-Space's former Dimension Lord.
Locke sat cross-legged above the Destruction Black Lotus, letting those echoes scour his Destruction True Body again and again.
They could no longer hurt Locke.
But they could let him continue to feel exactly how a Native Dimension Lord struggled, shattered, and was devoured before his fall.
This sort of thing was very useful to Locke.
Destruction was not as simple as bringing down a blade.
True destruction often included the decay of rules, the severing of life, the collapse of time-space, the extinction of civilization, and the process by which all the struggles of a powerful being were rendered futile.
What Locke had gained in Demon Cave Time-Space was not just power.
There was also experience.
If, in the future, they were to move against the Destruction-type time-space behind the Bronze Gate, these experiences would inevitably prove useful.
On the outskirts of Demon Cave Time-Space, the Destruction Divine Kingdom Legion had already dismantled and hauled away a large amount of usable resources in recent years.
Some broken planes that had originally still been able to produce demonized crystal cores now had only the hollowed-out skeletons of their earth veins left.
The Destruction Angel Legion and the many Vassal Civilizations under the Destruction Divine Kingdom naturally would not complain.
But Locke could sense that