Mists shrouded from all directions.
In front of the more than a dozen towering figures that arrived silently, even the time-space black holes covering thousands to tens of thousands of light-years seemed slightly insignificant.
"Alien race Level Twelve?"
Lin Yuan looked at the many Level Twelve ultimates that sealed off time and space, his heart devoid of panic; instead, a hint of surprise arose.
How did these alien Level Twelve ultimates lock onto his exact coordinates?
"The causality with a certain Level Twelve being surged by tens of thousands of times in a short period?"
Lin Yuan took a closer inspection and found the reason.
He was also aware of some secret techniques to temporarily increase causality.
But not without paying a huge price.
Especially with Lin Yuan's understanding of the rules of causality, trying to lock on to him via causality?
Even for a Level Twelve ultimate, they would have to suffer serious injuries that wouldn't heal for tens of millions of years.
