Even though few people could truly perceive the subtleties involved, the pressure in reality-or rather, that layer of "barrier"-was gradually weakening. This was a fact that would not change with anyone's subjective opinions.
Watching the figure on the light screen, seated in the wilderness against a dead tree and steadily building up his aura, Li Yun's gaze flickered thoughtfully.
After the two Grotto-Heavens shattered, they were roughly reduced to "wreckage" of varying sizes and vast quantities of spiritual essence, which descended and circulated.
The myriad phenomena they produced accompanied those remnants, serving as "foundation stones," as they fell to the ground. Ultimately, they too supported the Luo Heaven Dharma Net as nodes, dissolving and merging into the planet beneath their feet. This process did not happen overnight; it had been deliberately slowed, allowing the changes to take place imperceptibly!
Although these were merely the Daoist tradition's "greater and lesser Grotto-Heavens," rather than anything on the level of a "realm heaven," and could hardly be called a major investment, the Main God had only recently gotten started. Two such undertakings had nearly drained most of its previous "working capital."
What could be done with empty pockets?
Strictly speaking, it had only laid a rough foundation.
But again, scarcity was less troubling than inequality.
For the vast majority of ordinary people, this underlying environment, now less hostile to "anomalous factors," merely meant that an unseen restraint had been loosened.
But for the few individuals who, through luck or deliberate searching, had found tiny "fragments" outside the Main God's plans and continually used them to nourish themselves-it had genuinely expanded certain "limits"!
Take the fellow before him, who already had considerable reserves and progress under his belt and was now assaulting the threshold of the Fifth Tier!
It was hardly unexpected. After all,