The explosive force even warped Uchiha Gen's appearance. The speed, five or six times faster than before, had caught him completely off guard.
"Ughhh!!!"
He smashed through an unknown number of asteroids and planets before finally slowing his momentum in a patch of wasteland.
Uchiha Gen got to his feet in a bedraggled state, dusted himself off, and clenched his fists. The sensation immediately felt familiar.
"Did my stronger soul also improve my control over this body?"
If his previous body had been running on 2G, then this one was now on 5G. That smooth, effortless responsiveness made him feel exceptionally comfortable.
"I wonder whether I'm still in the original universe. Even Hawking in my previous life never figured out the principles behind black holes. Though I experienced one firsthand, this thing doesn't seem all that different from a Wormhole."
Inside the black hole, he had been force-fed a massive number of memory fragments. He suspected those fragments had come from multiverses, or perhaps from planets swallowed by the black hole.
At the end of the day, black holes still existed within the universe. They had not created some separate passage to an outside world.
To verify his suspicion, Uchiha Gen stood on the wasteland and swept his gaze across the stars. Then, his eyeballs naturally fell free and obediently flew behind him, hanging there like ornaments.
Uchiha Gen examined his own strength. He had already reached the level of fifty Ōtsutsuki. He then touched his stomach. It was almost time to eat again.
The higher one climbed in the hierarchy of life, the harder it became to advance further. It was like an inverted hourglass. The first grain of sand was always the easiest; to pile it all the way to the top required an unimaginable amount of energy.