The official opening of the Primordial Mall set off surging waves across the Eternal Kingdom, and the same was true for Tianlan Continent and Kolo.
Every customer of the Origin Mall and Hearthstone Tavern learned of it through their Magic Phones.
They discussed it excitedly without end.
Races that existed only in Myth and Legend, races that should have long since vanished into the river of time, were now presented before their eyes so vividly.
From a certain perspective, they were the inheritors.
Of course, there was another matter that made countless customers cheer. Even new products being put on the shelves would not have stirred them so much.
That was right—the boss's store was actually offering discounts.
All products were being sold at a ten-percent discount. This had never happened in the history of the Origin Mall.
Quite a few customers even secretly speculated whether the boss had suffered some sort of shock to undergo such a tremendous change.
As for the truth, everyone saw it differently.
However, unlike Kolo and Tianlan Continent, the Shadow Realm did not change much because of the Primordial Mall's official opening.
Shadow Dwellers wandered silently amid grayish-white sand dunes.
Once dragons, they had brought disaster upon their race through their own arrogance. To atone for their sins, they had willingly abandoned their identities as dragons.
The long years had worn away their bodies and altered their forms.
All that remained was their undying will and souls.
Dark gray Cloud Layers churned wantonly like swamps of mud. Black lightning occasionally flashed within them, like the twisted, terrifying tentacles of some soft-bodied creature.
Shattered stars lay half-submerged beyond the distant horizon, their crimson light flickering without pause.
The interweaving of worlds had distorted time and space. Hazy phantoms flickered through the air from time to