A creation no weaker than Primordial Chaos?
Ren Wo Xiao was stunned. He had not expected Qin Jun to value Taiyi Chaos, whom he had been worried about, so highly.
He immediately stopped worrying about Taiyi Chaos and asked, "Should I start gathering gods and demons directly?"
"Gather Primordial Chaos's treasures first. With your strength, there should be no being in Primordial Chaos who can stand against you."
Qin Jun nodded. After handing the Mythological System to Ren Wo Xiao, he would likely be leaving.
At that moment, he raised his right hand, and the infant frozen behind the Supreme Divine Seat floated up with it, making Ren Wo Xiao's eyes widen.
Why was there a newborn being here?
Could Qin Jun have created it?
Ren Wo Xiao had thought he was suddenly going to gain a younger brother or sister.
"This child is of great importance. If I leave someday, you must come here and take him away. Do you understand?"
Qin Jun instructed solemnly. He had sealed the infant with Origin Qi. In the future, the child would have the qualifications to become an Origin God—an opportunity that even Primordial Chaos Beings could hardly obtain.
Ren Wo Xiao frowned. He caught the key point in Qin Jun's words: leave?
"Father God, where are you going?"
Ren Wo Xiao asked in a deep voice. The Hongmeng Great Emperor and Qin Nu had already left them. If Qin Jun left as well, what were they supposed to do?
Perhaps they already stood above all beings in Primordial Chaos, but without Qin Jun, they would feel as though they had lost their backbone.
"If I leave, it will only be to become stronger. You have your own paths, and I have mine. Though I created you because I was bored, I