As countless people trembled, three hours later, the most pinnacle battle in human history finally came to an end.
The power of human thought was not inexhaustible. As time passed, Zhao Cheng's advantage began to show. His algorithm was superior, giving him a full three additional units over the three great experts. Beyond that, his willpower was far stronger than theirs.
By the end of the struggle, if Zhao Cheng had not deliberately gone easy on them to let them find a few more bugs, the three of them would have long since been suppressed by him.
Intent commanded thought. If one's intent was not powerful enough, then even if their thoughts still held strength in the end, they would be unable to bring much of it to bear.
Yet Zhao Cheng did not press his advantage and directly burn out the other two men's brains. Instead, he let them return and made it clear: they would continue tomorrow. If he did not see their improvement, he would beat them to death.
By descending through a wisp of Starfire, he could remain inside for a full thousand hours—nearly forty-two days. There was no reason for it to end in a single day.
Zhao Cheng even returned the Buddha's account to him.
Zhao Cheng's situation was very special. Other than when he was Opening Heaven and Establishing the Way, changing his thought algorithm, which required the cooperation of a physical brain, once the changes to his thought algorithm were complete, he could discard the brain altogether and exist directly within the network world.
Such a thing had never happened before in this world.
But Zhao Cheng knew very well that it was because his thoughts were layered atop Precious Form's thoughts, preventing Precious Form's thoughts from becoming duckweed without roots.
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