The nine mountains had barely been filled with one percent of the Essence that could fill them up, and so were the Chasms.
There were supposed to be nine oceans of Ether surrounding his Essence Mountains, and by now, even the first chasm had not been filled up to a single percent despite the voluminous amount of Essence and Ether being poured into them.
In his estimation, filling these oceans and mountains would take hundreds of millions of years. Until that was completed, he would not know the proper height his powers could reach at the sixth-dimensional level because he could not see his limit.
What was happening here was that the mountains were growing higher, and the chasms were getting deeper. His dimensional flesh was not dead, and the purpose of creation was to prosper, as from nothingness was birthed something.
