Hanyu was still having the time of his life, but everyone else was completely dumbstruck.
They watched rivers flow backward, mountains and rivers change shape, and Hanyu's figure keep appearing among all things.
They even watched Hanyu run rampant through this world.
"I take back what I said earlier."
The Earth Spirit sighed in dejection. Whether or not Hanyu had truly ruined his study of the Way of Earth, there was no denying that even after ruining it, what he wielded was terrifyingly powerful.
But another thought soon rose in its mind: could a cultivator really control such power?
Whether it was creating things from nothing or wielding absolute control over this world, both were terrifying abilities.
And a cultivator could master such power with ease?
Naturally, that was impossible.
Hanyu had only just started to feel satisfied, and couldn't afford to be.
This was much safer than the Fire Phoenix aspect. Without that violent force constantly damaging his body, he could play around all he wanted.
At worst, he'd wait until the power in his Sea of Consciousness ran out.
Amusingly enough, he could control this tiny world, but still couldn't control the supply of power from his Sea of Consciousness.
So it was only because the wood and earth elements were gentle that he suffered less torment. Losing control was still inevitable.
"Suffered less torment?"
The Artifact Spirit lifted its head in the Sea of Consciousness, its expression complicated.
"Why don't you take a look at yourself before saying that?"
Sometimes, it truly admired Hanyu's slowness to notice certain things.
But when Hanyu took its advice and examined himself, his face instantly went pale.
Why were his clothes so much bigger?
No, why had he suddenly gotten so much thinner?
He looked like skin stretched over bones, and