While he waited, Zhao Cheng did not idle away the time. Instead, he studied the Crown of the Supreme Saint.
Zhao Cheng had studied the Crown of the Supreme Saint back when it had still been a pile of fragments. Perhaps because it had been shattered so thoroughly at the time, he had instead been able to extract much that he could understand from it.
It was like taking a single segment of code out of a massive data system. Compared to the system as a whole, a lone piece of code was naturally easier to comprehend.
But a lone segment and the entire system naturally conveyed worlds apart.
At first, Zhao Cheng had felt that the thing formed from those fragments resembled the "godhead" of legends. It was built from mind, will, and spirit—the three forming a stable, triune system.
And that was indeed one part of it, its overarching principle of operation. Yet what he saw was merely what he was capable of seeing, not its true form. It was like blind men feeling an elephant.
But now, when Zhao Cheng looked again, he saw things far more profound. Within it, he seemed to see the vastness of the mind, the cycle of the self, the nirvana of the Primordial Spirit, the birth and death of energy, matter bearing all things, and the universe giving rise to spirit...
In short, within it, he seemed to witness something of all ten pillars.
And the deeper his understanding of the ten pillars became, the deeper he could see.
There were exceptions, however: spirit formed from the Primordial Spirit and the consciousness spirit, the True Spirit formed from the self and the mind...
This was because these things mutually corroborated the world before him.
The structure of this world within the