Deep within his consciousness, Benjamin sat cross-legged before the Great Dao Library.
The towering white jade library stood silently amid chaos, its entire body flowing with a gentle, soft jade-white glow.
Countless jade slips surrounded him like a sea of stars. Drawn by his will, they continually flew to Benjamin's side before returning to the ocean of books. Vast streams of information transformed into streaks of light that flashed endlessly before his eyes.
Benjamin had been sitting here for a long time.
The cultivation arts, divine abilities, and secret techniques he had browsed had long since exceeded ten thousand.
Yet every time he opened a jade slip, his brow furrowed a little deeper.
If his only goal was to continue entering world fragments for experiments, there was no need to make things this troublesome.
He could simply find a clone technique or incarnation technique and split off an incarnation with one percent of his main body's strength. That would be more than enough to slip easily into those small world fragments only a few dozen kilometers in diameter.
He would not even need to search the Great Dao Library. The Wizard Civilization's ready-made puppet techniques could solve the problem.
He could create an advanced puppet with no direct law-based connection to his main body, project his consciousness into it, and carry on with his research and experiments as usual. There would be almost no difference.
But the problem Benjamin truly needed to solve was another, even thornier one.
Plane warfare.
The rifts in the Plane Barrier torn open by conventional plane warfare were usually only a little over a hundred kilometers wide.
Under normal circumstances, that was already sufficient—enough for vast Wizard Legions to pass through.
But...
Benjamin lowered his head and glanced at himself, then sighed softly.
A spatial