"Lord of the Nation, thank you for your help!" Qin Heng solemnly bowed to Void Ember God in gratitude.
Void Ember God raised a hand and pointed. From within Qin Heng's Inner World, an item was drawn out of the Small World of Mo Kui that he had just claimed.
It was a plain clay jar, its body cracked and smeared with dirt. It had apparently been buried underground for quite some years.
Probing it with divine sense revealed nothing unusual whatsoever, but as Void Ember God's voice rang out, an extraordinary aura immediately emerged from the clay jar.
Void Ember God said, "Pangu, show yourself."
Buzz~
A wisp of Chaos Qi Stream emerged from within the clay jar, transforming into a small phantom.
It was a burly man, almost identical to the statue Qin Heng had once seen in Pangu Temple!
The burly phantom looked somewhat lost. He had clearly slept for too long; his memories had faded, and he could no longer recall many things.
Void Ember God employed a small method to enlighten his divine sense.
After a moment, Pangu's phantom awoke as though from a dream and said shamefully, "Master, this disciple was incompetent and disappointed you."
Void Ember God did not rebuke him. He merely said, "It was your descendants who proved worthy, giving you the chance to return. Once this grand ceremony is over, return to the Supreme God Temple with Han Yue. Cultivate in seclusion for a thousand years, and do not leave."
Pangu's phantom respectfully replied, "Yes, Master. This disciple accepts your command!"
With a casual wave of Void Ember God's hand, Pangu's phantom solidified, gaining a physical body just like that.
Yet judging by his aura, it was merely a mortal body. He had not even reached the Transcendent Realm and