"I understand. I understand now. So that's how it works..."
As Qin Hao's eyes brightened, the Heavenly Derivation World trembled ever more frequently.
Yet Qin Hao grew increasingly excited.
"The so-called Primordial Beginning is bringing something into being from nothing."
"Nothing means there is absolutely nothing."
"Just like this world now—a void, a world with absolutely nothing in it."
"How can nothing give birth to something?"
"I think, therefore I exist."
As though his thoughts had finally fallen into place, Qin Hao felt everything become clear.
Entirely on instinct, a thought stirred in Qin Hao's mind. The next moment...
A faint, almost imperceptible light slowly appeared in this world.
It was so faint that it was almost impossible to see.
Yet because this world was a void, utterly dark, that faint light seemed incomparably dazzling and brilliant.
The light was actually tiny, smaller even than a strand of hair.
When that light appeared, Qin Hao felt both incredibly alert and incredibly exhausted, as though he had practiced the sword relentlessly for countless years. That exhaustion of both mind and body weighed unbearably heavily on him.
"This is the Primordial Beginning!"
Without a doubt, the true Primordial Beginning could not be as simple as producing this tiny sliver of light.
But one thing was certain: this was the start of the Primordial Beginning.
If he could create one sliver of light, he could create more.
What surprised Qin Hao, however, was how utterly exhausted he felt, as though his mind and spirit had been overdrawn.
"What's going on? Why is this happening?"
Qin Hao was astonished.
His Heart Will was certainly not weak. Compared with Eternal True Gods of the same rank, it was absolutely stronger, not weaker.
Otherwise, he would never have made it this far while enduring Heaven and