Xu Zimo watched calmly.
When the Spear of Origin came hurtling toward him, he casually waved a hand.
It was as though the spear had been traced back to its ancestral origin, and all the power upon it vanished without a trace.
This move of Xu Zimo's was deprivation.
It was neither a technique nor any divine ability or immortal art.
Because this world had been created by him, in a sense, he could deprive everything of all it possessed.
Of course, there were limits to this as well.
Xu Zimo could not act recklessly.
Once a world had taken shape, it needed to develop on its own rather than constantly be interfered with.
That was detrimental to the laws of the world.
If this were merely an ordinary Small World, Xu Zimo could naturally toy with it as he pleased.
Unfortunately, his ambitions were too great.
This world was meant to become an existence that replaced the Nine Domains. Anything that hindered its development was something Xu Zimo could not tolerate.
Even he himself exercised extreme restraint to avoid influencing the world.
If not for anomalies like the Heaven-Slayer, Xu Zimo would not have intervened at all.
After the power of the Spear of Origin was erased,
it became like an ordinary spear, caught directly in Xu Zimo's palm.
"Still a little lacking," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
The child's expression, meanwhile, changed drastically.
He discovered that he had instantly lost contact with his Heaven and Earth Profound Bone, and the power upon it seemed to have been wiped away.
"How could this happen?" he asked in utter terror.
Though he had known Xu Zimo was strong, he had still believed he possessed some ability to contend against him.
He had taken the matter seriously, using his