I wasn't controlling my power myself.
I'd wanted to use it to threaten the Guide and make him release Chen Xiaoqui and the others. That was why I'd put so much strength into my grip, clutching nearly half of the Guide's face. I was afraid he'd shake me off.
But the moment I touched the Guide's eyes, my power was already beyond my control.
Before, when my power went out of control, only the events in the dream had escaped my control. Now even my ability to reverse time was no longer under my control.
I suspected the land god was behind it, but I had no time to worry about anything else.
The instant my power activated, countless scenes flashed before my eyes.
Some of what I'd experienced since arriving in Huixiang, what I'd just seen in the dream, and the Guide's actions from even earlier.
He'd used ghosts to spread rumors in Huixiang's haunted places. At first, he'd had to do everything himself, controlling the ghosts directly, but after a while, the rumors had spread and Huixiang's people had changed their beliefs. He no longer needed to trouble himself.
In that mirror world, the more the rumors spread, the more sources of light appeared.
I had a rough idea. The Guide had used this method to expand his influence and strengthen his hold over Huixiang.
But this part of the past skipped over the recent disappearances of Chen Xiaoqui and the others.
I was anxious, but there was nothing I could do. I couldn't even let go.
The Guide's mirror-like eyes had completely fastened my hands in place.
The scenes I saw grew more and more distant, all the way back to when the Guide had buried that strange boundary marker at the entrance to Crooked-Neck Village.
Then,