Jiang Ping An was deeply shaken after reading this "memory."
"So the golden insect was a [World Will]!!"
Every world had its own World Will.
A World Will was not a living being. It was more like an "observer"; it could also be understood as the rules of the world.
People could not perceive its existence, and it possessed little combat power. Even if the world were destroyed, it would find it difficult to make any choice.
Like a living tree: even if it knew danger was coming and could understand the world, it could not make choices of its own like an animal could.
However, it could grow as well.
According to its memories, it had initially been nothing more than an ordinary divine realm. The gods born within it had gradually helped it grow by conquering other divine realms.
Whenever the lives it nurtured conquered another divine realm, it would be strengthened, then feed that strength back to the beings within its domain, allowing them to grow ever stronger.
Jiang Ping An was even more puzzled. "Why did this World Will turn into a golden insect, and why did it want to devour me?"
With those doubts in mind, he read through the World Will's memories once more.
The memories left behind by the World Will were far too vast for him to read them all. He could only read an outline of the World Will's "life."
After the World Will evolved into the Divine Domain, the rules it controlled became more advanced, and the lifeforms it nurtured became stronger as well.
Those stronger beings it nurtured began a new journey, constantly waging war against other Divine Domains.
After another long stretch of years and countless crises—so long that even the World Will itself could no longer remember