The point formed by the collapse of the nebula exploded at this moment. The severed pillar of life also underwent a change, showing a tendency to reconnect—but only a tendency.
Zhao Cheng had been able to attain it by using endless accumulation to forcefully fill every gap. Even if what he had filled was merely a "crack," that crack existed relative to dimensional spacetime. For one person to achieve this could only be called an unprecedented miracle.
At this moment, in the unseen, Zhao Cheng sensed something akin to "fortune" gathering upon him.
He had created a miracle with far-reaching consequences for the entire dimensional spacetime. Naturally, he had drawn the invisible favor of dimensional spacetime itself.
Spacetime itself possessed no intelligence, but it had instincts—or rather, operational logic. The good and evil of a person, the good and evil of a race, were not criteria by which dimensional spacetime judged things. Even if a lifeform destroyed worlds and committed every conceivable evil, so long as its actions benefited dimensional spacetime, it could still obtain immense fortune.
Conversely, even if someone was the kindest and wisest person of their race, possessing immeasurable merit in the eyes of that race, if they offered no benefit to dimensional spacetime itself, dimensional spacetime would not favor them one bit more.
What the ten great pillars supported was not merely the greatness of life, but the very strength of spacetime itself...
Within the Four-Dimensional Pocket, the galaxy behind Zhao Cheng's head vanished. Breaking through the Skill Barrier had granted him Galaxy Wisdom. At its most basic, it was the perfect allocation of every resource he could employ. But the true marvel born after breaking through the Heavenly Barrier was a transcendent state achieved through fusion.
Before breaking through the Skill Barrier, Zhao Cheng's power