[Oh, shit.]
[Earlier, you had felt that with "Old Self" backing you, you had gained the upper hand.]
[Looking at it now, that was a complete joke!]
["Future Ning Chen" had done it deliberately.]
[Could he have some trump card?!]
[No, it would have been strange if he didn't have one, whether it was his golden finger or a return to the higher-dimensional level.]
[He definitely had one. You knew that perfectly well.]
[Yet future Ning Chen offered no further explanation. Instead, he looked disdainfully at "Old Self," who had just descended from the Higher-Dimensional Land, as the Great Dao's Voice spread:]
["If that [Supreme Dao Immortal Venerable] hadn't prevented me from using [Main God Space]'s abilities—"]
["You would already be dead."]
[The Great Dao's Voice carried not the slightest fluctuation, as though he were merely stating a fact.]
[But hearing it stirred something in your heart.]
[As expected, that cold snort earlier had been Senior Lin Feng making his move.]
[However, judging by future Ning Chen's words, it seemed... Senior Lin Feng's ability could nullify his golden finger's abilities?]
[Was that Senior Lin Feng's ability? Equality for all living beings?]
[That was rather interesting...]
[It directly stripped those old schemer transmigrators of their most important support—their golden fingers.]
[Of course, that wasn't necessarily the case.]
[Who knew what Senior Lin Feng's ability actually was?]
[Or perhaps this was only part of his ability...]
[After sacrificing [Purple Talent: Heaven Rewards Diligence], you had obtained a so-called "progress bar."]
[Although it couldn't turn the impossible into the possible, it let you see the "progress" of all things.]
[You were still in the "final day," the death trap that had originally been set in stone.]
[Now, the progress bar for "escaping the death trap" appeared, a light screen resembling a progress bar