Fang Yuchen slowly opened his eyes, and there was a huge clock floating in the void space in front of him.

But he didn't seem to feel the slightest strangeness, just watched quietly.

The exterior of this huge clock is a monotonous round shape without any decorative paint. On the dial of the clock, the hour hand is quietly pointing towards 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the minute hand is pointing to the point later in the hour hand, and the finer second hand is constantly jumping forward.

The Emperor Star and the Doom World are nearly 2 p.m. standard time.

Click...... Click...... Click......

Fang Yuchen in the void seemed to have completely integrated his consciousness into this void and empty world, extending in every corner.

Even without any concept of adjusting his gaze in his mind, he could already see that behind the huge clock, there was a dense rotating gear train and escapement.

And directly above the huge clock, a huge six-scale white snake suddenly appeared curled up and resting.

In Fang Yuchen's sad and joyless gaze, the white snake coiled on the huge clock seemed to suddenly open its golden vertical line eyes, raised its head and glanced calmly in his direction.

He stretched out his hand, and the three hands on the clock suddenly froze, stopping at 14 o'clock.

The huge white snake looked at him sideways, but the figure of the coiled body turned into a faint phantom above the clock, and gradually disappeared from sight.

In the empty world, there is no difference in color, no smell can be distinguished, and nothing real appears, only the huge clock with stagnant hands stays in the center of this space.

A thought flashed in Fang Yuchen's heart.

He's late......

It's just a concept, and there's no remorse or chagrin mixed in.

He's late, it's just the fact that he's late, and nothing else.

If he had turned on this feature sooner, even in the Temple of Time, maybe he would have understood more sooner.

It's not such a senseless dazed feeling in the back.

In the process of completely merging with this void world, he not only saw the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the world in the long river of time, but also saw many things behind it.

In the void and empty world, the scene quickly transformed. In the midst of the pitch black world, a grey rock-paved path slowly emerged. Countless pumice stones seem to be quietly called from the lines and rules of time. Under his will, he floated on both sides of this limestone road, firmly filling the regular disturbances of this space.

Floating on the limestone road in the pitch-black world, some vertical lines gradually condensed, revealing the figure of Fang Yuchen still wearing the black robe.

It was like a glimmer of light suddenly bursting out in the dark of the night, and the subtlety of being clear and clear but not feeling any emotion was suddenly involved by a strange force.

Fang Yuchen, who had no joy or sorrow on his face, didn't react much, he stretched out the slender index finger of his right hand and tapped it in the center of his eyebrows, and a white light was instantly shocked out of his body.

The white light fell like a meteor at the end of the limestone road, and the blood-colored petals fell all the way behind it, blooming all over the sky.

After this white light stood firm, it turned out to be a man with flowing white hair and a gorgeous blood-red robe.

His face was bewitching and resolute, and the corners of his mouth outlined downward revealed some disdainful arrogance, and his eyes were pure white!

This man's face was extremely similar to that of Imperial Minister. As soon as he appeared, a blood-red streamer in his hand turned, and he sneered in his mouth: "When a flower blooms, a flower will wither?" ”

Fang Yuchen, who was standing at the end of the limestone road, quietly closed his eyes, he put his hands on his shoulders and said without the slightest emotion: "Your path is wrong." ”

"It's not your turn to teach me a lesson, if not......" The white-haired man's face grew cold, and he was about to say something coldly. Fang Yuchen, who had his eyes closed, held one hand, but the other hand beckoned lightly in the air.

In the dark world, there was a sudden violent tremor. The white-haired man stopped talking and raised his eyebrows, as if in anticipation, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of disdainful sarcasm. Behind him, a blood-red round wheel seal had slowly emerged.

In the depths of the void sky, from the top of the limestone road, a huge golden dragon head with closed eyes danced its body, slowly emerging from the cracks in this world, looking down on the limestone road that traversed the world.

In front of this huge golden dragon head, whether it is this limestone road with pumice stones floating on both sides, or the two people standing opposite each other on the road, they all seem as small as ants!

But the white-haired man didn't panic at all in the face of this golden dragon's skull! Instead, he smiled coldly and quietly shook the blood-red streamer in his hand into a ball.

……

It seemed that after hundreds of millions of years, Fang Yuchen's consciousness gradually sobered up.

He first felt a sharp tingling in his head, and only then did he gasp and reach out and pat his head before he looked around.

It's not like a virtual setup machine in reality, surrounded by a white expanse.

The soles of his feet actually stood in a "beggar" shaped corridor, right in the middle of the three corridors.

But the corridor was very strange, flanked by walls with a faint golden light, and the past few meters on either side were already pitch black.

This is......

What's going on?

Didn't he activate the "virtual fighting room" feature of the Apocalypse template?

When his consciousness gradually became clear, Fang Yuchen felt the tingling pain in his mind weaken, and he exhaled lightly, secretly wondering if there was something wrong with his neural consciousness when connecting such a "virtual" function.

It is not uncommon for the human body to have a sense of rejection and resistance to such "virtual" functions, which either cannot enter the world of consciousness, or it is very likely to damage the nerve center.

However, just as Fang Yuchen thought for a while, looked at the light black square brick floor under his feet, and stepped on it with his feet, a series of prompt sounds from the system suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ding, apocalypse tips. You have entered the area 'Time Corridor Outage'. ”

"Ding, apocalypse tips. As a result of discovering the special area 'Time Corridor Breakdown', you gain Time Power x2. ”

"Ding, apocalypse tips. As a result of discovering the special area 'Time Corridor Breakdown', you gain Spatial Power x2. ”

"Ding, apocalypse tips. You completed the class-specific achievement, 'The Corridor of Time Odyssey'. You have earned achievement points x20. ”

"Ding, apocalypse tips. Due to the activation of the 'Virtual Battle Room's function 'Time Freeze', the time power x3 you have has been consumed. The remaining value is 0. ”

"Ding, apocalypse tips. For unknown reasons, you unlocked the Time Skill. ”

"Ding, apocalypse tips. You have completed the class-specific achievement 'Silence of Time'. You have earned achievement points x10. ”

(End of chapter)