Of course, for Zhao Cheng, the greatest benefit was research—studying the phenomena within it to aid his own growth.
For now, Zhao Cheng's immediate idea was roughly to use this grotto-heaven world as a virtual world, using it to propel the growth of the entire world's supernatural path. In the process, the grotto-heaven would gather the spiritual information of countless lives, ultimately reaching its limit and refining the false into the real.
Let all living beings and the grotto-heaven form a perfect cycle of mutual advancement. As for him, he would no longer need to spend effort in this area.
The phenomenon had vanished for several instants, only to intensify even further immediately afterward.
But all things had an end. The first to collapse was the Future Loan. In an instant, every ray and shadow of the future vanished, and no more power gathered from there.
Immediately after, layer upon layer of parallel spacetime began to tremble. Light and shadow shifted, making everything impossible to see clearly. In several moments, there was even a sense that all spacetime was about to be searched through and reduced to one.
Crack!
From deep within a parallel spacetime unimaginably distant from the current one, far beyond where Zhao Cheng's gaze could reach, came the sound of something shattering.
The Multiverse Loan had also been yanked apart by the Crown of the Most Sacred.
And as the final power was transmitted over, countless clusters of information burst forth along with that final collapse.
Zhao Cheng had been watching this matter all along, so he witnessed the entire process. He had originally been very calm, but upon seeing those information clusters, his brow still furrowed for an instant.
After falling into the real world, these numerous information clusters flickered once and merged with living