"Heavenly Origin · Annihilation of the Ten Directions!"
In outer space, White Hair's entire body transformed into a small giant. With a single blow, he shattered a small asteroid ahead of him.
After the asteroid exploded, its fragments spread in all directions. Not only did they fail to form a ring of debris, they instead underwent a second round of annihilation.
The other Dreamers had not seen White Hair use this move for the first time, yet every time, they were still left deeply shaken.
"The Dream Lock is an aid, but it is also a shackle. An infant needs a stroller to help it walk, but if an adult carries a stroller around, it only becomes an obstruction."
What was reflected in Zhao Cheng's eyes was not a person, but an unusual modular structure.
"Indeed. Right now, I have a powerful feeling that the Dream Lock has its limits. Unfortunately, breaking those limits is not easy. Over these long years, I've long since grown used to it," White Hair said.
After spending some time together and realizing that Zhao Cheng was not the sort of mad scientist he had imagined, he no longer acted so restrained.
"Still, compared with that, what I'm actually more curious about right now is this: logically speaking, for a powerhouse whose great power belongs to himself, civilization does not hold much meaning."
"With your power, even if this world's civilization developed for another ten thousand or a hundred thousand years, it would still be impossible for it to reach the multiverse."
"Personally, I think that in many worlds with sufficiently powerful extraordinary beings, the ultimate form is a feudal dynasty. Great power belongs to one person, and authority likewise belongs to one person."
"Only when extraordinary power is not strong enough—when it can be