These changes are like seeds buried deep underground. Even Lu Yan himself could not say for sure whether these tiny precautions he laid down would truly take effect in the ultimate storm that was about to arrive.
But all the answers would only be revealed when the cyber version ends, and that terrifying information reflection sweeps through the endless versions.
Lu Yan's gaze swept across the void in front of him, where only he could see the version update interface manifested by his Unchanging nature, clearly reminding him of the approach of ti.
[Version update progress: 99.9%]
As this number got closer to the end, Lu Yan could even clearly feel greedy and scrutinizing gazes coming from distant tis and spaces, hovering like vultures, landing outside this new version of the Three Realms.
If not for the subversive changes in the Celestial Dao montum of this Three Realms version, making its version barriers unprecedentedly indestructible,
those terrifying gazes would have long been unable to hold back and descended directly into this version, tearing him to pieces.
In the next mont, the version update progress bar finally reached its end.
100%!
Buzz—!
It was as if an invisible cosmic hand pressed the pause button on the entire world.
The entire Three Realms version, its flowing causality, its operating ti and space, were all frozen in that instant!
On the street, the scenery within Lu Yan's reach, those lively passersby, those flashing neon lights, were blurring in a bizarre manner, as if forcibly rging into the endless torrent of version cycles.
Soon after, the scene before him started flickering like a TV with poor signal, reflecting chaotic lights and shadows of infinite versions; everything began to go awry.
Lu Yan could clearly perceive that with the total freezing of causality and ti space, the almost omnipotent position of Celestial Dao in the Three Realms was peeling off him at an extrely fast speed.
The Three Realms' Celestial Dao was ultimately based on the version of the Three Realms.
When this version ends, with the next version about to begin, this external "Celestial Dao" like Lu Yan naturally could no longer bear its Position.
In the end, only the Position of the Lord of the Underworld, which had long been bound with his Divine Soul, was retained.
If following the normal process, imdiately launching the version update and entering a brand new version without Celestial Dao, Lu Yan could still rely on the second Heavenly Dao Authority of All Heavens Divine Court to gain self-preservation power in the new world.
But obviously, those hunters who had been waiting for a long ti wouldn't give him this chance.
From an ancient ti and space too remote to trace back, seven majestic shadows exuding an aura of mystery and madness first manifested above that frozen sky.
Behind Them, a distorted, decaying Remains of the Past galaxy spanned billions of miles, emanating an aura of suppressing and polluting everything.
anwhile, filled with endless rage and hatred, reprimanding voices, like the wailing of billions of wronged souls, resounded through this dead silent world.
"Shaless thief!"
"How dare you alter the Remains of the Past, today you must pay for the sins we committed with your eternal unchanging body!"
These seven manifested first as the only ones in this world, were indeed Lu Yan's old acquaintances—the Seven Great Gods of the mysterious version.
As the previous version of the cyber version, they were the closest to Lu Yan in terms of version concept, and naturally beca the first batch of diners who arrived.
However, even before this ti and space stabilized completely, a dazzling white light sphere, like a sun that seed to devour all the heavens, manifested itself in this space-ti with a more overbearing posture.
On that pure brilliance, endless worlds were being born and destroyed, and countless creatures were struggling and sinking within.
This was precisely the Main God Space that Lu Yan had seen several tis.
At the top of that Main God Space, a majestic figure ford entirely of pure white light stood aloof with folded hands, its specific features obscured.
Although Lu Yan had never seen the other's true form, the mont he saw it, he recognized the identity imdiately.
Main God!
"I said I wouldn't miss this final battleground." The Main God's voice was calm, yet carried an indifference that ruled over all.
With the Main God's descent, from another extrely distant version filled with the aura of destruction and end, the enormous apocalypse power converged into a brilliant golden ring emitting an ominous aura.
Nurous planets on the brink of destruction, like dust captured by gravity, circled around that golden ring in despair.
Countless threads of fate filled with wailing and reluctance intertwined on the ring, constructing an unimaginably pure terror will.
Lu Yan had never seen this being, the Unchanging one of this world, but he felt a palpitatingly familiar aura from it.
The magnificent golden ring slowly rotated, emitting a grand sound that made even the void tremble at that mont.
"Unchanging one, it seems this is our second eting."
Lu Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, a long-buried na surfaced instantly from the depths of his mory, and he instinctively spoke out: "You are... Supre Will!"
The mastermind who once led the Apocalypse Celestial Dao's ascension, and thus invaded the entire Apocalypse Version, bringing a catastrophic apocalypse to that world.
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