Watching the Emperor Ying choke up several times, wanting to embrace him yet inexplicably not daring to step forward, Qin Yang smiled knowingly and quietly left.
Although the Emperor Ying's current appearance did diminish his grandeur somewhat compared to the Emperor Ying Qin Yang remembered, he felt that this made him seem more like a person.
With the transaction complete, Qin Yang did not continue playing the annoying third wheel. He walked lightly through the World of the Dead.
The World of the Dead was still evolving. It would likely be a very, very long time before it completely settled.
Ever since the Heavenly Emperor had appeared, along with the one who carried out the Way of Heaven on its behalf, and after Qin Yang had brought out the storybook once, the World of the Dead's rules had steadily grown more stable.
Now, if Qin Yang wanted to establish some setting with a significant impact and slip in some private goods, it would not be so easy.
Besides, Qin Yang had nothing much left to add. If he finished everything at once, there would be nothing left to do in the future.
He returned to the end of the World of the Dead. In that boundless dead world, all manner of conflicts continued. This was an eternal melody.
He went to take a look at that Gray Sun. Gray Sun was already gone, presumably having become able to walk out completely.
The Fengdu Great Emperor had split into ten. Now that the Fengdu Great Emperor had become a Heavenly Emperor, those fellows should, in theory, have risen alongside him, chickens and dogs ascending to heaven. Yet no changes had appeared for the moment.
They probably would not want to become deities either. Minor deities were meaningless, while becoming a major