The rune was unbelievably complex, as if it contained a miniature, dynamic universe of space-time.
Lin Yi silently studied it for a while before slowly opening his eyes.
Deep in his eyes lay a calmness that seemed capable of seeing through the ages and looking on indifferently as time changed.
It was the eternal quality left behind after witnessing too many births and extinctions.
Lin Yi fell silent for a moment, as if thinking. Then he slowly raised his right hand and stirred his thoughts.
There was no earth-shattering burst of energy, but a small patch of space above his palm quietly changed.
The light there warped slightly, and a metal-foil record sheet floated in midair.
The foil sheet visibly darkened and rusted, then, as if it had endured millions of years, turned into a handful of dust and vanished.
Yet the instant the dust disappeared, the light in that area rippled again. The dust gathered in reverse, the rust faded, and the foil sheet returned to its original state, as if everything that had just happened had been an illusion.
He accelerated time to make it decay, then reversed its state.
This was merely the most rudimentary demonstration of how to use the power of time.
Then, with a thought, Lin Yi was enveloped by an invisible, silvery-gray domain field.
Within this field, he was the Dominator of space-time.
He could freely adjust the flow of time, fold and cut space, imbue matter with peerless sharpness, strip away its vitality in an instant, or grant it tremendous life force.
The four rule powers merged seamlessly, as though the rules followed wherever his thoughts led.
Of course, Lin Yi wasn't blinded by the feeling of power. For one thing, accelerating and reversing time consumed an immense amount of Source Energy.