With just a lift of his hand or a shift of his foot, Li Yuan could truly destroy heaven and earth. Yet he felt no joy. Power that erupted without control was not truly mastered.0

It was clear. He had hit the same wall as before. His cultivation had reached the peak of second rank, but he still hadn’t grasped the corresponding skills of that level.0

All the power he was wielding was through the crudest methods.0

Granted, these crude methods would already seem like untouchable divine arts to most. They were lofty, profound, and terrifyingly strong.0

But the measure of power wasn’t how he compared to those below him. It was how well he could wield it himself. 0

So, could he properly control his power? 0

The answer was no.0

Mountains that once loomed tall, a landscape once steeped in the bleakness of late autumn… Now, all of it was reduced to ruin. The deep, cracked chasm that stretched across the earth looked like a great abyss. But from Li Yuan’s perspective, it resembled something else entirely. A painting he had just...0