No matter what, the opportunity this old man had given him was a gift from heaven, one worthy of being remembered forever.
As for the future matters of the Primordial Chaos Source Realm, they were still far beyond his reach and not something he could involve himself in at his current stage.
His attitude toward the Xuan Yuan Controller was far less trusting than his faith in the Dao Yan Sacred God.
Fortunately, with his current strength, he had no need to deal with such complicated matters for the time being.
After the phantom old man left, Wuji did not remain on Sacred Venerable Mountain for long. He swiftly returned to the Floating Sacred Realm and began sorting through what he had obtained.
Although Sacred Venerable Mountain was an unparalleled treasure, he had no intention of taking it away.
Before learning the Xuan Yuan Controller's true intentions, Wuji chose to keep a low profile to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Meanwhile, within a hidden space, inside a grand and magnificent palace filled with an aura of mystery, an old man with white hair and beard suddenly had his eyes blaze with brilliance as a powerful aura spread outward.
The air within the palace rippled as though responding to his emotions.
"Who would have thought that the Primordial Chaos Great Dao Sacred Stele, which I had never been able to completely refine back then, would choose a weakling from the lower realm as its master of its own accord.
"Even more unbelievable, this person actually came from a world I created.
"I am very curious what kind of encounter allowed him to be taken in by Gu Chen and become the only **.
"Such an opportunity is truly rare. I hope he does not disappoint these great expectations!"
This white-haired old man was