"But now we're in danger too."
How could Atabia not know that this kind of reckless traversal was extremely prone to variables cropping up? But they had no choice.
If they didn't traverse recklessly and use technology from the future, Elise would recklessly crush them.
The new humans in her universe were all born with innate bloodlines gifted in the Three Thousand Great Daos. They were born pseudo-Ancient Gods—it was simply too outrageous.
Compared to them, those people were like innate lifeforms from the primordial age, while they were acquired lifeforms from the declining Dharma universe.
He had now deeply felt how Saints were powerless to control their own fates!
The seemingly omnipotent Supreme Beings were constrained by an unseen framework, leaving them feeling alienated on both sides.
They were not even as carefree as an ordinary Ancient God.
It was painful.
Simply too painful.
No matter how he looked at it now, he felt as if he were about to be overthrown.
First of all, his old version's aptitude of 130 was the biggest problem.
Nokron said, "Traversing like this consumes too many resources, and the efficiency is low. Even after traversing hundreds of times to parallel universes five thousand years in the future, you might not break through a new boundary. A large number of future protagonists would also appear."
"Then what do you mean?" Atabia asked.
"Be willing to give things up." Nokron picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea.
"Give things up?" Atabia took the tea.
"Only by giving something up can you gain something. Only by handing over your foundations can you obtain a new future."
Nokron said, "They have two seats as a Hunyuan Saint. How can we fight them and have a chance of winning? We can only produce