After Yinyang Origin Emperor, Dry Emperor Jiuji, Taixu Heavenly Monarch, Taiyi Chaos, First Emperor Jiugong, Hongmeng Great Emperor, and Ren Wo Xiao received their names, they became even more lively. Over time, Qin Jun began to feel somewhat irritated as well.
They were exactly like a bunch of rowdy brats, constantly making a racket.
Qin Nu found it amusing instead. After all, he had been suppressed beneath the Wheel of Destiny for hundreds of millions of years and had endured the torment of loneliness. Now, he had completely turned into a chatterbox.
Time continued to pass.
Ten thousand years flew by.
Qin Jun bestowed the title of Seven Primordial Gods upon the seven souls, making them deities older than Primordial Chaos. During this time, he also passed his divine abilities and cultivation techniques on to them. Although they could not cultivate, it was still good for them to remember them in advance.
After another ten thousand years, the world of the Primordial Era remained an endless expanse of white, incomparably dull.
The Seven Primordial Gods gradually became more composed and no longer made such a fuss.
From time to time, Qin Jun circulated the cultivation technique of the Indestructible Sacred Body. The system had said that some mysterious gas existed around him, and he wondered whether it could aid his cultivation.
Unfortunately, after ten thousand years, he had failed again and again.
Yet he did not give up. Since he was bored anyway, he used the number of cultivation attempts to mark the passage of time.
"Host, the system has finally successfully analyzed the surrounding gas. If the system is correct, this is the predecessor of Primordial Chaos Qi. After countless years, these gases will transform into Primordial Chaos Qi, thereby creating Primordial Chaos. The living beings of later generations