This change came too suddenly, without the slightest warning. It felt like a soap bubble meeting a breeze, then bursting.
Clearly, things would not be that simple. Zhao Cheng sensed something unnatural.
As one parallel spacetime shattered, from Zhao Cheng's perspective, new parallel worlds were filling the void.
This filling was not a matter of one disappearing and another directly taking its place. Rather, it was as if hundreds, thousands, perhaps even more parallel spacetimes were simultaneously squeezing toward this single point.
Such a phenomenon undoubtedly revealed a certain law of the multiverse.
Zhao Cheng watched it all, unable to help wondering whether this meant that parallel spacetimes instinctively converged toward the original spacetime.
The true arrangement of parallel spacetimes was clearly not the thousand-layer cake Zhao Cheng saw from his perspective—one layer pressed against another, with the next layer filling in when the preceding one vanished.
What he witnessed now undoubtedly reshaped Zhao Cheng's understanding of parallel spacetimes.
Perhaps the arrangement of parallel spacetimes was a three-dimensional spherical array of points.
The original spacetime was the central point of the "sphere."
The sphere was divided into countless layers, each formed by tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even more parallel spacetimes.
The closer one was to the central point, the higher a certain weight value became.
As for some parallel spacetimes appearing near and others far away from Zhao Cheng's perspective, that was most likely merely a visual distortion.
After all, Zhao Cheng had only touched upon Creation; he had not truly arrived at Creation.
The parallel spacetimes shifted, changing at tremendous speed, flickering past like fleeting glimmers.
At the same time, there were a few fleeting moments when Zhao Cheng saw himself, and others when he could not see himself at all.
And in the worldlines where