"Thank you for your guidance, Lord."
Qin Ming bowed again, performing a solemn salute.
This inheritance was not a fundamental Great Dao like Space-Time Walker, but a pure method for using the power of faith—and it happened to make up for the most crucial shortcoming he had at the moment.
"No need to thank me."
Moman waved a hand, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. "In the future, the changes your Six Paths of Reincarnation can bring to the Infinite Chaos Source Space will far surpass this little guidance of mine.
Walk your path well. We old fellows are all watching you."
"We have been trapped in this Infinite Chaos Source Space for far too long.
Qin Ming, we are all waiting for you.
Waiting for you to refine the Origin Continent and step into World-Level Chaos Source. Waiting for you to truly grow up. In the future, become our fellow traveler, and go with us to see the broader world beyond this Infinite Chaos Source Space."
As his words fell, Moman's figure slowly dispersed into the void, as though he had never appeared at all.
With his departure, time and space in the Demon Realm began flowing once more.
Looking in the direction where Lord Moman had disappeared, Qin Ming raised his head and looked at the sky, as though his gaze had pierced through the barriers of the Demon Realm and seen the seven figures in the Infinite Chaos Source Space.
He had long suspected that the Seven Lords were watching him.
Now, that suspicion had already been confirmed. Otherwise, Lord Moman could not have appeared at exactly the right moment.
So Qin Ming said nothing more. He merely bowed slightly toward the sky, then sat upright once more upon the Nether Soil Throne and did his