All at once, the joy of escaping death filled his heart.
He was rejoicing, but some people in the imperial center were pondering a very serious question: would their future emperor kill them to silence them? After all, they had seen far too much.
Meanwhile, on the Moon's surface, as Luo Zhen and the Fifteenth Prince entered the range of the water ripples, it was not they who began to decay this time, but the pyramid itself.
Once the causal anchor was fixed and the Light of Civilization truly descended, the effects left behind by the erosion of time erupted in full at that instant.
In a moment, the two people who had entered the pyramid's range seemed to witness seas turning into mulberry fields—the rise and destruction of an empire.
Zhao Cheng had long anticipated this phenomenon. Thus, at the very instant the two entered the range, he fully unleashed his Gods and Devils body. Then, before everyone's horrified eyes, he swung his sword.
Time was like water, yet in that instant, time itself was severed.
This was the Super-Dimensional Sword!
Anything that could be observed could be cut; whether it could truly be severed depended on the strength of the wielder.
Even so, this sword that cut off the passage of ages struck some people with a deeper shock than even the sight of the Sun being scarred.
They had thought that punch from that day might have been Zhao Cheng's limit. Only now did they realize that it might merely have been a warm-up.
Compared to the visible Sun, intangible time undoubtedly stood on a far higher level.
And this sword strike thoroughly confirmed Zhao Cheng's identity as a high-dimensional lifeform!
Boom!
At that instant, the Light of Civilization exploded, splitting into countless fragments that scattered through