I Decide Life and Death with Words, and the Gods Kneel to Hear My Commands

I transmigrated into the Investiture of the Gods world and awakened the Primordial Divine Codex, a divine book capable of changing the rules of all things.

The Grand Preceptor wants to wipe out my entire family? I add three words after his name: Afraid of light. Die.

A Nascent Soul expert drops dead on the spot.

The Barbarian God sends down punishment, bringing a three-year drought? I pick up my brush and write: Let the rain fall.

In an instant, torrential rain pours down from a cloudless sky.

The Heavenly Dao wants to control everything? I rewrite the laws of heaven outright:

Even the Heavenly Dao may not overstep its bounds.

The rules shatter, and the Heavenly Dao's eye explodes.

All the gods kneel, trembling as they ask:

"Who are you, exactly?"

I calmly pick up my brush and write the final name on the Investiture of the Gods:

The Wordsmith Heavenly Emperor.

From then on, throughout the Myriad Worlds, my words become law.