In this world, in this era, the path of ascension had already been severed. Yet Zhao Cheng, having once ascended before, had proactively calculated the location of that path and entered it.
When Zhao Cheng had once ascended by borrowing spiritual opportunity, the entire process had been one of borrowing force to rise into a higher dimension. Now that he himself was already high-dimensional, there was no need for such trouble.
When he had traveled halfway, gray particles reappeared and began eroding Zhao Cheng. But unlike before—when every arrival here had ended with Zhao Cheng dropping dead on the spot—this time, that tiny remnant of apocalyptic power had no effect on him.
Continuing "upward," Zhao Cheng vaguely saw a massive outline. The gray particles also gradually thickened, gathering from particles into streams of air.
Bright Light briefly flared from Zhao Cheng's body. The lines forming his high-dimensional body turned platinum-white, rendering him impervious to all laws.
At last, Zhao Cheng crossed a certain boundary. In an instant, a sense of vastness rose within his heart.
Then the change struck.
Zhao Cheng split apart!
His high-dimensional body was torn in two. More precisely, it was his Dao Fruit that had split apart.
The portion formed from the five great pillars with existence anchors still belonged to him. But the portion formed from the other three great pillars turned into a gray monster in an instant.
What did it feel like to have one's Dao Fruit forcibly shattered?!
Over the course of his journey, Zhao Cheng had been beaten to death by monsters too many times to count. He had experienced every kind of death imaginable, yet never before had any of them been as "painful" as this.
It was as if a huge piece of himself had suddenly gone missing, as