Shang Zhen, standing beside them, listened to the conversation with a calm expression, but his thoughts were completely different from theirs.
Pragmatic and steady by nature, he had no intention of completely abandoning his foundations and severing all ties with the past.
His purpose in traveling all the way to the Prehistoric Era was simple: to personally explore this flourishing Great World of the Myriad Worlds, witness the magnificent age where Wuji stood in great numbers, and comprehend the Dao resonance of the Prehistoric Era's supreme Great Dao.
At the same time, he harbored another long-term plan.
The Myriad Worlds Chamber of Commerce had been built from nothing by his own hands, managed step by step and polished year after year. It had consumed his life's devotion and half a lifetime of time. It was the crystallization of all his efforts, long since fused into his heart, mind, and bones. There was no possibility of abandoning it lightly.
But the tide of the era had changed, and the center of heaven and earth had shifted.
The splendor of the Sin Domain had ended. The Prehistoric Era had become the core of Chaos, where countless Daos converged, myriad sects paid homage, and opportunities were endless.
Shang Zhen gazed into the distance, toward the boundless Prehistoric Era ahead, and silently made his decision.
He would not abandon his foundation, but he could shift its focus.
He would not discard the Myriad Worlds Chamber of Commerce, forged through a lifetime of effort, but he could go with the flow and adapt to the greater tide of the Myriad Worlds.
In the future, he would relocate the core headquarters of the Myriad Worlds Chamber of Commerce from the increasingly stagnant and rigid Sin Domain to the incomparably prosperous Prehistoric Great World, where visitors were