The heavy door creaked open, revealing not the gaping maw of some terrifying cosmic creature, but an unexpectedly ordinary, dimly lit room.
Dust particles danced in the faint light filtering through cracks in the ceiling, making the air thick and almost palpable.
The only noteworthy thing was a huge stone slab in the center of the room, which emitted an ethereal inner light, as if it were breathing.
The stone slabs emitted a low, resonant hum that vibrated their bones and put a subtle pressure on their eardrums.
Ignoring the unsettling stinging sensation that permeated the edge of the room, Lin Yi strode toward the stone slab, his boots creaking on the gravel floor.
The air around the stone slab crackled and popped, filled with a strange energy—a real buzzing sound that made the hairs on his arms stand on end.
As he approached, he saw that the surface of the stone slab was covered with intricate carvings, radiating the same extraordinary light.
These are not just pretty patterns; they are words, symbols, and charts—practically a complete encyclopedia of spacetime manipulation, a cheat code for the universe itself!
"My God, is that... a guide to becoming a god?" Long Wu whispered, his usual arrogance instantly replaced by awe.
Even though he had dragon blood flowing through his veins, he could not deny the powerful force emanating from the stone slab.
It's like staring into the core of a supernova—both exciting and terrifying.
Lin Yi felt a shock, and a surge of electric-like excitement coursed through his body.
This is not just a dusty, ancient relic—it is the missing piece of the puzzle, the Rosetta Stone that unlocks his own power!
He reached out, his fingers tracing the glowing lines.
The symbols seemed to writhe under his touch, whispering secrets that only he could understand.
As knowledge flooded into his mind, he felt a surge of emotion, a torrent of understanding, that opened up channels in his mind that he had never known existed before.
This is like upgrading from dial-up internet to fiber optic internet; it represents a quantum leap in his understanding of space and time.
He could almost "taste" the possibilities within it.
As Lin Yi absorbed knowledge with great eagerness, his body began to glow, radiating waves of power that rippled throughout the room.
The air around him flickered and distorted like a funhouse mirror.
It was as if he were merging with the structure of reality, becoming the conductor of a cosmic symphony.
A rare smile appeared on Whitebeard's face as he watched everything with a fatherly pride.
“This kid is a genius,” he muttered, stroking his beard. “What a damn prodigy.”
Chu Yao's holographic image flickered, filled with both worry and admiration. She gazed intently at her beloved Lin Yi, like a silent guardian angel in the digital ether.
She kept scanning the room, wary of any distractions, ready to deflect any threat that might interrupt his promotion.
Even the usually calm and reserved Su Qing felt a surge of excitement, a warm feeling welling up in her chest.
She couldn't explain this strange connection with the mysterious young man.
All she knew was that his success was just like her own.
As Lin Yi absorbed knowledge, time seemed to melt away, and each symbol opened up a new level of understanding.
He could feel that his control over time and space had become more acute, more precise, and more intuitive.
It's like going from randomly playing "Chopsticks Dance" on the piano to conducting a symphony.
Suddenly, a deafening roar shattered the silence.
The stone door exploded inward, and dust and debris rained down into the room.
A hostile energy surged toward them, bringing an ominous premonition.
Night Owl stood amidst the wreckage, enveloped in the eerie green light emanating from his alien technology, a cruel sneer twisting across his face.
Behind him, a group of tall, oddly shaped, and fully armed figures surged into the room.
They exuded an evil aura, a real sense of threat, which even froze Long Wu's dragon blood.
“Yo, yo, yo,” the night owl drawled, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Looks like we’ve stumbled upon a little…party. Too bad, the party’s over. You’ll all be waiting to be…kicked out.” He let out a chilling laugh that echoed through the room, a laugh that foreshadowed pain and torment.
"You're surrounded. There's no chance of escape this time, Lin Yi. Even your fancy time-space tricks can't save you now."
Once the dust settled, their predicament became clear.
They were outnumbered, outgunned, and trapped.
But as Lin Yi looked at the approaching crowd, a strange calm enveloped him.
He could feel the power coursing through his veins, and the ancient knowledge burning in his mind.
He clenched his fist, feeling the untamed primal energy pulsating within him.
A smile slowly appeared on his face.
"You think this is bad?" he said in a low, dangerous voice. "You haven't seen the real power yet..." (The above content is unrelated to the main text of the novel and is not part of the novel itself.)
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