Ye Lingfeng could no longer overthink it. All he wanted to do now was go to the wondersky realm and tell Tianming he was still alive. The xenomemory space was an incredibly lonely place to be in. All of his cries and roars merely echoed emptily throughout the void. He turned his reddened eyes toward the world of dreams and felt like his body was about to explode. However, he suddenly knew the path he should tread. Just like Tianming's path of becoming an emperor that he had inherited from the Primordial God-Emperor, Ye Lingfeng had found his path to fiendhood. The title of Primordial Demonlord wasn't just an empty one, after all.

"Once I start, there's no turning back!" His breathing grew heavier and heavier as the xenofiends frolicked about in his body. However, they felt a sense of unease.

"Die! All of you that are in my way, die!" He stood and opened his...