Unlimited Adaptation

The grave of time, deep inside.

There is no upper, lower, or four directions here. If it were forced to exist, then this must be the bottom of the tomb, the end of all distorted timelines, and the birthplace of the origin of the fragmented world.

Although Yan Xing was delayed a lot of time by catching the rat, his clone was equally powerful. He ignored the erosion of time and escaped extremely fast. He was still the first to reach the end.

Click——

The blue ball of light shattered, and the reborn Xingluo slowly opened his eyes, and glanced at Yan Xing with complicated eyes, his expression timid, with both fear and joy of immortality.

"Master, thank you for not killing me. I thought..."

"Okay."

Yan Xing frowned slightly and interrupted coldly.

"From now on, you are free. You are still the jewel in the eye of the noble royal family. You don't need to call me master."

"With your intelligence, you must have guessed that this is just a show, right? The deal between us is over. You can take care of yourself in the future."

When Xingluo heard this, her expression froze. She was not a fool. She recovered from the grief of Grandpa Nu's death and gradually guessed the truth.

But so what?

If she doesn't obey, Yan Xing will still spank her, which will hurt her to death.

Now that Yan Xing had taken the initiative to cut off this relationship, she should have been overjoyed, but maybe because she died once, her mentality had undergone changes that she couldn't explain, and she felt a little empty for no reason.

"Mastermind, are you sure this is the place you mentioned?"

Yan Xing looked around intently. The place was empty. Even the fragments of the world were suspended in the distance above. There was no trace of the existence of anything.

"T001, we came a little early. It's not the right time yet. Just be patient and wait quietly."

When Yan Xing heard this, something strange flashed in his heart. He didn't know how the mastermind did it. He seemed to know everything here.

He guessed that the alliance may have done the same action many times.

Or, if their time travel was really successful, it would be easy to understand if the mastermind could understand all this.

Xing Luo on the side opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but feeling the indifference coming from Yan Xing, he had no choice but to shut up, his face fell, and he turned around to sulk alone.

Time passes little by little, and the fleeing stream of light keeps coming. This journey across many fragments of the world is like wandering between life and death for most people.

If the time rate is not high, or if you are unlucky, you will either turn into a pile of dead bones, or simply evaporate from the world, retreating back to the time before the sperm and egg cells, as if you were never born in the world.

"The time is almost up."

The mastermind looked around. At this time, there were no more streamers. There were only less than thirty people left who had made it here alive, which was an exaggerated elimination rate.

You must know that the one hundred people in the plan were all discovered by the alliance over a long period of time and with great efforts.

There are countless geniuses, but the existence of [Time Paradox] is rare in the world.

The appearance of time paradox has no rules and no traces. It appears completely randomly in living beings. It cannot be called an innate ability, but more like an attribute inherent in the origin.

The Alliance selects seeds through many methods and channels.

For example, Yan Xing, the first time he came into the attention of high-level officials was during the challenge of [Wuji Ladder], when he faced the "Punishment of Silence of Time" in the blazing sun world on the 3001st floor without being hurt. , it has been determined that the time paradox property exists.

"Everyone, congratulations!"

As the mastermind spoke, everyone looked at them and saw that their expressions were already numb at this time. Some were holding on to their infant bodies, while some were old and dying.

"As true immortal seeds, you have passed the test of time. You only need to complete the last step. Your future path of cultivation will be smooth, and there is hope for true immortality!"

The mastermind's words were bewitching, cheering everyone up to ensure that the next action would go smoothly.

"True immortal?"

"Ahem, mastermind, you talk too much."

The speaker was an old woman with white hair. Her eyes were different from the turbidity of others. Instead, they were unusually bright, as if they were filled with inexplicable majesty, giving people the illusion of being superior.

Um! ?

Yan Xing and the mastermind both frowned, sensing the unusual aura, and looked intently, their expressions changing greatly.

Rumble——

The originally frail old woman was actually regaining her youth at this time, with a terrifying aura gushing out, visions rolling behind her, and the brilliance condensed into an imperial throne, with an incomparably majestic figure sitting on it, looking down at the world with indifferent eyes.

Buzz! !

The mutation occurred again. The auras of those babies, young men, and octogenarians all rose. All kinds of strange phenomena appeared behind them. Under the bright light, their temperament and demeanor underwent earth-shaking changes.

Including the old woman, there were nine people in total. They seemed to be the masters of the world. Their majestic and shapeless eyes made people dare not look at them.

"True immortal?"

"Haha, we have already become true immortals a long time ago. At that time, not to mention your mastermind, even the high-dimensional space and time and the Nine Clans Alliance were not born yet."

"After countless reincarnations, I finally..."

"Finally, we have the time paradox and can go back to the past and complete the Ya Sheng plan."

hiss--

These guys...

Yan Xing's pupils were shocked. He didn't expect that there were so many old monsters hidden among the people traveling with him. What is the so-called sub-sage plan? Isn't it the true immortal seed plan?

"Mastermind, what does this mean?"

Yan Xing frowned, looked at the mastermind, and asked bluntly.

"This, this, I don't know either."

The mastermind shook his head, looking at a loss. It seems that the Yuanzu Association has concealed a lot of things, and even most of the Yuanzu members may be kept in the dark.

"Hey, young man, don't embarrass it."

An old man smiled strangely and shook his head, glanced at the main brain, and continued: "The real purpose of this plan is only known to a small number of true immortals. Of course, those true immortals who are high in your eyes may be our blood descendants, or our disciples."

"For us, and for themselves, the whole plan was secretly promoted."

"Alas, you don't have to be afraid, and don't have to have any doubts. Everything we do is just to get rid of those guys..."

Perhaps he noticed the strangeness of the crowd, and the old man's tone became calm and his expression became soft.

What are those guys?

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and his doubts in his heart became even greater.

"The unknown ominousness has always been the greatest fear in the hearts of true immortals. At first, we thought that the so-called ominousness was just some weird natural phenomenon, the upper limit of heaven and earth, and the invisible shackles formed."

"But in fact, it's not like that at all!"

The nine reincarnated bodies of the true immortals all frowned, and were surrounded by boundless anger.

"After a long period of exploration and research, and after paying countless costs, we finally got a glimpse of the true face of the unknown."

"By the way, have you ever played the virtual games made by the mechanical race?"

The old man seemed to be afraid that everyone could not understand, so he waved his hand and sprinkled divine light, condensed a virtual helmet, and then put it on his head.

Yan Xing frowned. He had heard of this thing, and he had played it on Lenka's spaceship. Wearing a helmet, he could enter a virtual game world with 100% realism.

He didn't understand why the other party suddenly talked about this child's toy.

"Put on the helmet, you can enter the virtual game world, control a body to fight, go on adventures, haha, these guys from the mechanical race have made many strange things."

The old man smiled, and the virtual helmet on his head shattered, turned into light dust and dissipated, and then his expression became unusually solemn.

"We found that the so-called unknown is actually something with thinking consciousness."

"It's like there is an unknown existence, in a dimensional world that we can't reach, wearing a virtual helmet, descending into our world, taking over the consciousness and body of the True Immortal..."

What, what! ?

Yan Xing was horrified when he heard the words, and stepped back in horror, his thoughts fell into chaos for a while.

"Hahaha, little guys, there is no need to panic. You are not qualified to be the descended body of those things. They only look up to the True Immortal."

The old man laughed up to the sky, not knowing whether he was comforting or mocking his sad situation as a True Immortal.

"Old senior, do you mean that our world, and everything, is just a virtual game world? We are just a string of data code!?"

Someone asked in horror, which was also the main reason for everyone's panic.

"No, no, no, I didn't say that. It's just that the operating modes of the two are very similar."

"No doubt, our world is real, and we are real lives. It's just that the source of the unknown is too scary. Their level is extremely high, so they can do this and regard us as low-dimensional creatures that can be controlled at will."

"They may be very powerful, but they are not yet at the point of dominating everything. At least, the hidden true immortals cannot detect them and cannot descend."

"Secondly, the reason why they descended and plundered everything from the true immortals shows that we have what they need, that is, we can affect their world."

"The gap between us and the unknown source is very large, but there is hope to cross this gap, as long as..."

The old man's eyes flickered and he didn't continue. The unknown source prevented them from becoming saints, which means that the other party was also afraid of this power. As long as they can become saints, there is a chance to break the ominous and peek into the other party's true face.

"We have to suspect that the demise of prehistoric civilization is related to an unknown source, or even created by the other party."

"If the other party can destroy a powerful prehistoric civilization, they can naturally destroy us, so we must not sit still and wait for death!"

"The Sub-Saint Plan is the beginning of the counterattack!!"

Buzz--

Time is up!

The main brain's expression stagnated, looking at the nothingness in front of it, where time and space were violently distorted, and circles of ripples spread in all directions.

Crack! !

Time and space shattered, revealing a dark hole, with wisps of light flashing, and silver-gray cylinders protruding from it.

"Finally appeared!"

"A great creation that can transcend time!"

"A saint is a supreme existence that transcends time, gathering all timelines and transcending the long river of time."

"We must go back to the past, forcibly bypass the shackles of the unknown, deploy nodes to anchor time, form a closed loop of time, and go against the will of heaven to achieve the position of a saint!!"

The reincarnations of the nine true immortals were all dazzled by the silver-gray cylinder. Countless years of expectations and planning turned into enthusiasm in their eyes.

Yan Xing was shocked by what he saw and heard, and was stunned.

Damn, how come he seemed to be a passerby?

Could he witness the birth of the Ninth Saint with his own eyes this time?

For some reason, he knew that things might not be that simple, nor would they be as smooth as he imagined.

Prehistoric civilization, nine-color mist, and countless saint corpses in those ruins are still a mystery.

If the ominous source destroyed them, then relying on nine "saints" who used the time loop to force a breakthrough would probably not change anything.

Sub-saint, sub-saint, from the beginning of this plan, the leader was full of insecurity.