Across the Ancient Cosmos's nine epochs, though every epoch had differed, research into energy had always been the kingly path chosen in each one. The reason was simple: this thing was the fiercest in battle.
As for Matter Body and Body Spirit, the Ancient Cosmos had explored those fields quite extensively as well, but there was little there that Zhao Cheng needed.
In the end, their paths were different. One stacked low dimensions into high dimensions; the other used high dimensions to achieve high dimensions.
Still, once Zhao Cheng underwent ascension, all this knowledge would become directly useful. For now, it served more as reference.
Of the Ten Heavenly Gates, the one Zhao Cheng understood least was the Skill Gate.
When it came to Skill, he was unquestionably strong enough. Yet he could find no direction for how to stack low dimensions into high dimensions.
On the Panel, the evaluation of his Skill attribute was already so red it had begun to blacken. If he found the direction, he might condense the prototype of a high dimension in the blink of an eye. But the problem now was that he could not find it.
At this moment, Zhao Cheng was "breathing," and the energy throughout the entire space flowed because of him. He was studying the mysteries of energy.
This small patch of heaven and earth before him had been transformed from his Four-Dimensional Pocket. Originally, the force supporting the Four-Dimensional Pocket was Zhao Cheng himself—his power held the pocket open—so he could not enter the Four-Dimensional Pocket himself.
But things were different now. He had gained a deeper understanding of dimensions, and the limitations of the past were no longer limitations. More precisely, he had actively revised part of the Four-Dimensional Pocket's operational logic.
As for breathing, he only