Because both existed in High-Dimensional Space-Time, the Divine Realm and the Titan Ship were closer than ever. But that wasn't the main reason. The main reason was that the starship's ship spirit was powerful enough to bear the full might of the Divine Realm. A ship spirit of such strength was the rarest requirement of all.
"It was luck, too. I never expected a Psionic Starship to achieve this. Perhaps other civilizations in the universe have done something similar? Otherwise, there wouldn't be a title like 'national guardian ship.'" Lin Zhichen smiled as he spoke, but through the Psionic Dimensional Radar, his gaze pierced an infinitely distant stretch of space-time and fixed on the space-time dimension where the Dark God resided.
"As expected of the last Xel'Naga. You've already grasped some of the mysteries of High-Dimensional Space-Time and built a dimensional Divine Realm of your own."
A dimensional Divine Realm was much like the Golden Throne: a world of one's own, opened up in High-Dimensional Space-Time by a powerful being. For instance, High-dimensional Demons who mastered energy-information editing could use special energy fields to create unique regions of the Warp—small worlds.
Of course, those who opened up such worlds weren't necessarily deities. Other forms of power could do it as well. The methods differed, but the nature of these worlds was much the same.
In an unknown region of High-Dimensional Space-Time, a kingdom shrouded in darkness lay hidden. It blended seamlessly into the darkness around it, and was further protected by a special dark Rules System. Even a Sage at the peak of their power could wander into this place by chance and never notice it.
As the master of darkness, Amon had used the Dark Rule to build a complete Rules System. Even beings of equal rank could be