Once a certain goal had been set, time often passed quickly.
Once all preparations had been made and the handover confirmed, the new journey naturally began.
This time, however, it was no longer the same as the previous "boarding."
After Lu PingAn had grown to a certain extent, ordinary God's Arks could no longer bear his "weight."
The greatest essential difference between exceptional demigods and ordinary demigods was that, in a sense, they had already become like deities, worlds unto themselves.
An immature world could not carry another "real world."
Once Lu PingAn reached a certain threshold, he could only rely on himself for the journey.
"Let our journey begin. Though I say that, no matter how many times I do this, I still can't get used to setting off this way."
Stepping into the void, Lu PingAn felt somewhat uncomfortable.
With a disposable "giant iron barrel" on his back, Lu PingAn was hurled into space just like that.
He closed his eyes for dozens of seconds. When he opened them again, he had recovered considerably.
The low temperatures and vacuum that would have killed most mortals were merely discomforts that required some time to adapt to for Lu PingAn.
Looking at the brilliant stars and the Kingdom of the Gods "not far away," he felt that he really was becoming less and less human.
The direct heat of stars and cosmic radiation that would normally kill living beings did not even register to Lu PingAn. Only the gazes spying on him from the nearby starfields made him deeply uncomfortable.
"Tch."
He raised his middle finger, then vanished into the void.
At the same time, middle fingers were raised in more than a dozen places. There were even middle-finger symbols on planets. In the higher worlds, Lu PingAn had quite