When Wang Ling reincarnated, Qinyang saw visions of his current life. In her dreams, every night, she would sleep in hopes of meeting him, so that she could see him even if she could not feel his touch. She saw him with children and people, she saw him protecting others from any harm. He shouldered the fate they were given and she envied these people.

She didn't have anything to be envied of, she was well-off, and had a bright future, but seeing the father she never had care more for others not knowing she existed hurt. It hurt to see he was smiling, not knowing of her existence, it made her feel small, insignificant… unwanted by the one she yearned for.

So she sought him, set off in order to find and see him in person. He was not the man he thought he would be. He was kind, but he was also ruthless. Decisive and forgiving, he was a man who stuck to his belief, yet was not rigid to the point of being stubborn.

She got angry when she saw him be with other women fearing he betrayed her mother's trust. She wanted to tell him the truth so that she would embrace him so that he could see him smile… not for others… but for her… his daughter.

But she held it in… for the sake of everyone. She sacrificed simple happiness that she craved for others like how she was taught… she was a good child… that she would even sacrifice her life for the sake of others.

She was content with this… that she would be able to shoulder a fraction of the weight on Wang Ling's shoulder. She was willing to die just to receive a morsel of his affection… 4but… her tears fell.

Before her was Wang Ling… standing before an army of undying beings with his strength yet fully realized. He did not care for his life and his anger pierced the very heavens seeing his daughter fall.

"Why are you here?" Qinyang suddenly asked, "I already… resolve myself to die for your sake… for everyone's sake!"

The man before him threw the Revenant away, saying, "I heard from Yuan Qing about everything. Don't worry, I'll take care of this."

"No! Run away! Please, if you don't… the entire Cosmos will—"

"Screw the entire Cosmos."

"Huh?" Qinyang raised her head and looked over at Wang Ling whose body was wrapped in gold and black qi. Golden and Obsidian Veins entered his body and, on his chest, was a blue glow.

The skies darken with Wang Ling's intent growing thicker by the second.

"What used is the Universe if after I cleaned everything, I learned my very own daughter fell for my own sake! I will destroy the Universe before I sacrificed my family! I will become its reckoning if I become the one, I rue! I fight not just for my sake; it is for everyone I care for… I created the Blood Seeking Sword not just to kill—but blind faith that I will be able to use it to protect the family I so wished to embrace…"

The Haloes behind his head reacted to the essence in his body. Slowly… its very foundation changed, for a split second, all of the Golden Haloes increased from five to that of six…

Wang Ling forced his body to change, he sucked the qi in the Origin World for his own use, not sharing anything with anyone for the sole purpose of growing strong! Wang Ling changed, and he drew out his own sword.

"They call me the Great Ancestor… the All-Father… but if I had to sacrifice the life of my child… then the only title I deserve would… a Failure."

The Abyssal Demons and the Revenants roared as they all lusted over the power of the Creator. They wished to get his blood in order to satisfy their own Creator's desire.

"CREATOR'S BLOOD!" They all roared as they went to tear off Wang Ling limb from limb.

"Kareem."

"Yes, All-Father?" Kareem appeared behind Wang Ling.

"Get Qinyang to safety… then get everyone in the vicinity out of here…"

"What of the All-Father? Should I help you in killing these bastards?"

"No… I'll deal with them on my own," Wang Ling turned around and looked at Qinyang, smiling, "We need to talk after this."

"…Mm, Goodluck… Father." Qinyang finally got to say the words she wished to utter for so long.

BOOM! Kareem left leaving Wang Ling on his own to face the tide of Demons.

Holding two swords one in each hand, Wang Ling began walking. He was silent as he did so, he did not speak but the Origin World screamed in his stead. The winds whirled and the thunder rumbled.

A Tide bearing tens of thousands of enemies whose cultivation ranks above his. Wang Ling stood there, facing them… not showing a hint of fear.

"Die!"

Fwu!

Slash!

BOOM!

With but a single slash of the sword Wang Ling killed dozens and then a hundred more lunged at him trying to take his head.

Tendrils numbering tens of thousands sprouted from their bodies wanting to kill Wang Ling.

BOOM!

He stomped his foot on the ground and upturned the earth!

The tendrils blasted through them and wrapped themselves around Wang Ling's body and throwing him on the ground!

"ACK!" he threw up blood as seven of the Holy Revenants came from above and stabbed his body with their swords.

"HEAVENLY FLAMES!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

White flames devoured everything as the roar of the All-Father pushed them back. With swords sticking out of his body, Wang Ling knew he was still lacking to decimate them all.

He needed more to kill more.

"I need more power…. I need to move faster… I need my full power!"

His eyes changed, his entire being changed, and when the haloes appeared, Wang Ling also called upon the qi of the Devils. Wang Ling would do anything even if that meant doing insanity.

Instinctively, he ignited his body opening the hidden veins of the Phoenix lineage and without so much as a hesitation, the Devil's God's Mark devoured the Phoenix. It wanted to exist, it wanted to return to its former glory so that it could answer the call of its creator!

FWU!

The Earth Shook and crumbled with every step he took as Wang Ling's body morphed. The frozen blood of the Devil Emperor Revenant defrosted and flew towards Wang Ling.

The devil's lineage in his blood was filtered and added to the one he had kept sealed within. Wang Ling's body changed, his back bulged, and then—FWU!—three pairs of black wings sprouted from his back.

The mark of the Devil appeared and the Haloes behind Wang Ling's head changed and morphed.

Wang Ling flapped his wings and rose up to the skies.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

Wang Ling roared at the enemy pouring out of the Gates.

For thousands of kilometers they span, yet Wang Ling did not falter.

He held two swords… and fought a hundred thousand and roared preparing himself to fight them all on his own.