At this moment, under the vast sky, a dim wind began to blow.

The wind was like the darkness of heaven and earth, sweeping in from every direction. Primordius traces back to the origin.

Within the dim wind, the entire sky seemed to darken, sand and stones flying, the sun obscured.

A ray of light enveloped Xu Zimo.

“Revert,” Primordius uttered softly.

The void began to ripple, as if time and space were rewinding, chaos overlapping with order.

Centered on Xu Zimo, that patch of void completely collapsed.

“This is a unique ability of Primordius Physique. It can revert someone back to their place of origin,” Primordius looked at Xu Zimo and said. “No matter what kind of existence you are, you did not appear out of thin air. There must always be an origin.”

“Is that so?” Xu Zimo smiled. “Do you know why I didn’t stop you?”

“Why?” Primordius frowned and asked.

“Because I also want to know my own origin,” Xu Zimo replied.

He had always thought that as the Infernal Lord, he should be of the Ancient Demon Race.

But later, through conversations with Paimon and Seven-Face, he learned that his past life was not of the demons at all, he had suddenly appeared among them, leading them to defy their fate.

As for his true background, even the Infernal Archons did not know.

So he too wanted to know his own identity.

Or where each generation of Infernal Lords came from.

Why they could not be killed, endlessly reincarnating.

As the power of Primordius enveloped his body, Xu Zimo felt the changes within himself.

Shaking his head in slight disappointment, he said, “If you could gather all Five Innate Primes, then perhaps it would be interesting. But with only Primordius, it seems rather useless.”

He stood motionless, completely unaffected by the force of Primordius.

No matter how time and space rewound and reversed, he remained unmoved.

“You people only have these little tricks left. Then let’s end this quickly,” Xu Zimo said calmly.

“As long as we are here, we will not let you bear the Heaven's Will,” Tan Jiulin said.

“You?” Xu Zimo laughed. “Would you mind repeating that?”

As his words fell, a powerful aura burst forth from his body, his true fate unleashed.

In the mist, a gigantic blue planet slowly rose into the air.

The planet carried a dreamlike beauty.

Blue, illusory, as if it did not belong to this world.

The moment it appeared, it seemed to be an absolute contrast to this world.

The surrounding void collapsed, unable to withstand its immense power.

This overwhelming might directly suppressed everything around, as it slowly rotated on its own.

The power of the Grand Dao filled the surroundings, the sounds of the Dao echoing faintly, resonating within the hearts of all.

Everyone stared blankly at the blue planet.

They felt only great terror.

In fact, calling it great terror was not enough. To say a mayfly trying to shake a tree or a mantis trying to stop a chariot would still be insufficient.

They felt utterly insignificant.

Before this planet, they felt as though they were mere ants.

Vast, immense, boundless, there was no way to describe the planet.

“This… is this a Particle World?” Jiang Mochou muttered to himself.

“When have we ever seen such a Particle World?” Xiao Mo swallowed hard and replied. “Is this that guy’s true fate? Why do I feel I don’t even have the courage to resist?”

…

The blue planet surged, crushing everything around.

Xu Zimo’s aura grew stronger and stronger as his eyes swept across the surroundings.

Everyone trembled violently, feeling a fear that froze their very souls.

From their feet to their foreheads, terror surged through them.

They were all suppressed in place, unable to move, as if that slowly rotating blue planet carried some kind of bewitching force.

“Perhaps only death will make you understand just how foolish your so-called resistance really is.”

His words fell, like the decree of heaven that had already pronounced everyone’s death sentence.

“No!” Xiao Mo roared, trying to run to the side.

But it was already too late, he could barely even move a step.

The blue planet above magnified, and then with a thunderous boom, it fell.

As it descended, everything perished.

Whether it was Tan Jiulin, Jiang Mochou, Ying Ruoshui, or Xiao Mo, they all turned to nothingness.

Not a trace of struggle remained.

In everyone’s eyes, the last scene was frozen on Xu Zimo.

That figure, exuding boundless might, towering incomparably.

Outside, discussions raged. This scene shocked everyone.

But at this moment, Xu Zimo paid attention to nothing else. He only looked upward, at the Heaven's Will hanging above the sky.

After everyone had perished, a beam of light appeared where he stood.

That light enveloped him, and the resplendent Heaven's Will transformed into a rainbow, wandering through the void.

Xu Zimo stepped into the air, his purple robe fluttering sharply in the wind.

Shadow Tyrant rested in its sheath upon his back, his eyes calm.

“In this life, I am the Infernal Emperor, destined to rule all!” Xu Zimo declared. “Who rules rise and fall? Only I decide!”

His voice was not loud, yet it spread from the Sky-Trap Island, across the Endless Sky Sea, throughout the entire Primordial Heartlands.

It echoed in the ears of all.

People looked up and saw the Heaven's Will in the sky winding around him.

The powers of countless Daos flowed, five elements, wind, rain, thunder, lightning.

The heavens seemed to have opened a rift.

In past years, when Grand Emperors bore the Heaven's Will, they would carry it upon themselves, stepping into their chosen Grand Dao.

But Xu Zimo did not use his body to gather the Heaven's Will.

Instead, he placed the blue planet of the God World before him. The flowing Heaven's Will directly surged into the God World.

Amid countless Grand Dao intertwining, Xu Zimo’s soul returned into the God World.

This was the moment the God World was reborn.

In the past, limited by Xu Zimo himself, the strongest cultivators of the God World could only reach the God Meridian Realm, struggling to progress further.

But now, with the fusion of the Heaven's Will, it meant the God World could take another step forward.

From a lower-ranked world, it would begin evolving into a middle-ranked world.

The entire God World shook, the sky displaying countless Nomological Truths.

At this moment, everyone within the God World could see this scene.

“What’s happening?”

“A celestial phenomenon, has some treasure appeared?”

“It seems there’s Dao resonance within. This is no simple matter.”

Others who bore the Heaven's Will became Grand Emperors and comprehended a higher Nomological Truth. But they could only grasp one Nomological Truth.

Immortals generally understood simple Nomological Truth such as the five elements, or wind, rain, thunder, lightning.

Bearers of the Heaven's Will could comprehend higher ones. For example, time, destiny, destruction, or order.

But Xu Zimo was different from all of them, for his true fate was an actual world.

Thus, he could wield all Nomological Truths.

Whether minor or major, countless Grand Daos surrounded him.