The present and the future, two lives standing side by side.
Though such a perspective could not last, even if it existed for only an instant, it was enough to open up an entirely new world.
Its significance was no less than an insect that had never seen winter catching a glimpse of a winter landscape. Even if it was only one glance, for that insect's understanding, it would be nothing less than a reshaping. The vastness and complexity of Heaven and earth would likewise expand exponentially.
Zhao Cheng silently savored this shift in perspective, acclimating himself to it.
If a weak person were suddenly granted such a perspective, the complex exchange of spacetime information would likely overwhelm their personality in an instant. They might even develop the illusion that they had been trapped within a certain time loop for countless years.
But for Zhao Cheng, his greatest feeling at that moment was novelty.
Of course, he also knew that this novel perspective could not endure. The reason he could catch this fleeting glimpse was because of the methods the three overlord-class civilizations used to divide spacetime.
With his current power, he still could not replicate such methods.
A complete timeline was complex and weighty; tug one hair, and the whole body moved.
The methods of the three great civilizations, however, were akin to temporarily solidifying a segment of spacetime and fencing it off—like marking out a small patch within a complex ecosystem for ecological simulation, artificially reducing the infinite variables.
Such technology required immensely powerful strength and countless stores of knowledge to support it.
Right now, Zhao Cheng was like someone watching three immortals fight, secretly freeloading on the technological achievements of their experimental ecosystem.
It was like using someone else's laboratory to conduct his own research experiments.
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