Pangu scratched his head, somewhat unable to understand. "Looks like my understanding of the Sacred Realm is still too shallow. I need to see more."
Qin Heng did not stop him and let him leave.
At that moment, Qin Xin said, "Father, can I go out and seek adventure too?"
Seeing this child, Qin Heng's expression grew somewhat stern. "How many epochs has it been since you called me Father? Do you still recognize me?"
Qin Xin replied weakly, "Of course I've always recognized you. It's just that being invincible for too long gets boring. Sometimes, for the fun of it, I deliberately sealed my memories, turned myself into a tiny weakling with abysmal combat power, and went to experience the joy of getting beaten up."
Qin Heng sighed helplessly. "Forget it. I can't be bothered to manage you. Go if you want. From now on, your life and death are up to you. I've already given you everything I should have."
Qin Xin said delightedly, "Thank you, Father, for granting my wish! Hey, big nephew, let's team up. Your aunt will take you flying!"
Qin Yu followed her, and aunt and nephew flew toward one side of the Bare Rock Ancient Realm.
Once these people left, there were even fewer familiar faces in Qin Heng's inner universe.
Still, he was in quite a good mood, with an indescribable sense of ease.
The other Revered Gods and large numbers of True Gods were all exploring near the Supreme Hand.
What was only a single step's distance for Qin Yue might require others to fly for a very long time. Even Revered Gods were so tiny beneath the Sacred Realm's dimension that they were not even comparable to specks of dust.
To Qin Yue, the departing figures of Qin Xin, Xun