Following this, Jiang Yan sat cross-legged on the stone chair, concentrating his mind, carefully sensing the subtle changes within his body.,Moments later, he sighed helplessly, gently raised his arm, and looked at the faint, gray mark resembling a furnace in the palm of his hand, muttering to himself.,Even the Earth he is currently on is merely a small fraction of the vast Saint Ruins World, commonly known as the Small Netherworld!。