The entire world was divided into three factions, each assailing the other, vying for dominance with no one able to gain the upper hand.
At this moment, Qin An's mind remained absolutely calm, and he curiously observed the scene before him.
As for that finger fragment, it was cleansed by the power of time and the source river, swaying like a small boat that could capsize at any moment.
Yet it persisted, and its persistence granted Qin An a brief respite.
Qin An could also sense that his state was constantly shifting, as if his perception of this world was growing stronger.
If previously he simply mastered the control of this world, now he first understood its various transformations before wielding supreme power to command it.
This method of understanding before controlling was naturally far superior to direct control.
Thus, the world power Qin An could now harness was becoming increasingly formidable.
