The speck of dust continued to shake, and Lu Yin's eyes grew heated. He had to shatter this dust speck.0

By now, the dust speck was only one meter away from him.1

When the pressure arrived, Lu Yin felt like he was just an ordinary human who was seeing the mountains fall. He did not even notice that he was vomiting blood as he focused on continuing. Flipping the Sky, Flipping the Sky, Flipping the Sky… 1

Lu Yin attacked faster and faster, and the dust trembled more and more violently.0

The pressure on Lu Yin never let up. He did not know how long he could endure under the pressure, but he was at his limit.0

At that moment, a strand of light appeared beside Lu Yin. It was his second inner world, Lightstream.0

The strand of light swirled about, and Lu Yin could feel that time had been reversed within his surroundings. He saw the speck of dust suddenly move several meters above him. He wanted to take a step, but was unable to do so. He wanted to move, but that was also impossible. There was another him, which was the scene of what had just occurred, with the strand of light appearing. He was peering into the past.0

However, what was the use of looking into the past without the ability to alter it?2

Lu Yin returned to himself, and he watched as the strand of light shot up towards the dust. The speck of dust miraculously moved up slightly. While it was only a very short distance, the dust returned to where it had been one second before, which made...0