Compared to the other Wuluo, what Zhao Cheng cared about more at this moment was that absurd, twisted world.
Everything within it seemed to defy logic and laws, utterly contrary to the world as he understood it.
Even that so-called world might not truly be a world. It was merely the closest term Zhao Cheng could force upon it.
Zhao Cheng thought of a theory: the reason something could arise from nothing was, in mathematical terms, the reverse calculation of one plus negative one equaling zero.
Applied to the spacetime universe, that would be positive infinity and negative infinity.
In other words, everything he had once seen was merely the positive side of the multiverse, while what he saw now was very likely the negative side of it.
Then could Ancient Cosmos's true tribulation be an invasion from the negative multiverse?!
Or perhaps, upon reaching a certain height, one had to cross the twin poles of positive and negative in order to go further.
And if that truly was the reason, what kind of height would it take to achieve such a thing?!
Creation, or something even higher?!
Even the other Wuluo he saw now might not truly be Wuluo. It was only that the positive side was being used to forcibly describe the negative; Wuluo was the answer closest to the truth, not the real answer.
Of course, all of the above was merely the most likely possibility, in Zhao Cheng's view, among the many conjectures that had sprung up in this instant.
There were other possibilities as well. For instance, a higher-order existence might face restrictions upon descending, and the portion of power it sent down could suffer packet loss and distortion as the dimensions lowered.
Higher dimensions indeed possessed immense distorting force over lower dimensions, but to