Jiang Wang had encountered the will of world origin more than once. In the Forest Sea Source Realm, he had once roamed within the origin itself. In the Heavenly Prison world, he had been wantonly toyed with by so-called heavenly will.
Bu Lian, the fate-divining patriarch with whom he had some connection, was one of the greatest players of heavenly will throughout ancient and modern times.
Yu Beidou, the closing note of fate divination, had once briefly taken him beyond the River of Fate.
But this was the first time he had seen the will of origin truly give rise to "will"!
Whether "will of origin" or so-called "heavenly will," both were collections of a world's rules, a world's instinctive protection of itself. They did not truly possess will, nor did they have likes or dislikes.
Destroy this world, and this world would strike back. Benefit this world, and receive this world's nourishment—the fundamental rule of the will of origin was that simple. Everything extending from it was merely the world's natural evolution.
But in the Floating Continent world, he had encountered an enormous surprise.
The will of origin here had given birth to will—and it was sitting in a wheelchair, right beside him!
Jiang Wang did not know how such an anomaly had come about. He only had a few vague conjectures. Because it involved that unspeakable existence, there was no way to confirm them for now.
But Jihuo Yuxiu's identity had already been confirmed in his mind.
The first time he gazed into those Nether Heaven eyes, suspicion had arisen in him. Yet at the time, he had doubted himself more, because it nearly overturned everything he knew. Later, as he traveled far and wide, tracing history and continuously broadening his understanding of the Floating Continent world, that