"So."
"His target is me."
Chen Feng's expression grew solemn.
Luo Yuan had first copied those divine powers, and then the next target would inevitably be himself. He would forcefully plunder the Misfortune Power, or make him wear the communicator.
And once that succeeded...
Heh.
The entire world would be reversed.
Chen Feng, Kong Bai, Qin Hai—none of these people would exist.
Everything.
Everything of it all would vanish!
"This is somewhat troublesome."
Chen Feng muttered to himself.
However.
He quickly recalled one thing: by controlling this world, could one really achieve a reversal? He remembered that among the so-called three thousand divine powers, there was no power of time!
"Reversal is impossible!"
"Controlling the world just means controlling the world!"
"You can control all the power and all living creatures in this world, but time alone cannot be touched. After all, the formation of the world itself is built upon time! Therefore, even the World Will cannot touch time, unless..."
"The God of Time!"
Du Ma was very certain.
Because he himself had once touched the rules of time!
Of course.
It was the very low-level kind.
"I once had the fortune to touch the time rules and master a bit of the surface."
"I can briefly restore time, and even my daughter can do it, but my usage comes at a price—at the cost of my lifespan..."
Du Ma sighed with emotion.
Lifespan?
Kong Bai exclaimed in shock, "And you still dare to use it recklessly?"
"Oh, my lifespan is ninety million years..."
Du Ma said flatly.
Everyone: "..."
"Oh, I forgot you are a turtle."
Kong Bai sighed.
Du Ma swept a murderous gaze across him.
"Uh, Turtle Great One."
Kong Bai hurriedly corrected himself.
"Humph."
Du Ma let out a cold snort before continuing, "The Time