Lu Yu was not just strolling idly; his goal was very clear: to gather world permissions and expand his own world permissions. With enough world permissions, he could further interfere with the grand cosmic world.
Now, although demons and monsters seemed to pose no threat to Lu Yu, he understood that the real danger wasn't here but overhead.
In that river of time, in the black mist over the river of time.
This became naturally clear to him when he expanded his own microcosm to the point where he could open up a new timeline.
He could feel an overwhelming sense of unease spreading in his heart.
As if a Sword of Damocles were hovering above, ready to fall and kill him at any moment.
Even if he was now the ruler of a universe, he still couldn't withstand what came from the river of time.
If his universe could grow larger, perhaps there might be a chance.
For instance, achieving the scale of the grand cosmic world.
