Meng Chuan was filled with emotion, but his expression had never been so grave.
The confirmation of his conjecture about "Primordial Qi" gave him a clearer view of just how difficult the road ahead for humanity would be.
Yet when he raised his head again, there was not the slightest trace of confusion in his eyes.
His master was right. He first had to do what lay within his power.
For now, there was nothing he could do anyway, so there was no point fretting blindly. He should focus on the martial path first.
But!
If the changes in "Primordial Qi" brought about by Traits could truly repair the human dimension...
Meng Chuan felt that he had been entrusted with new responsibilities and obligations.
If it could be done, then in a sense, among Blue Star's tens of billions of fellow humans, perhaps he was currently the only one who could accomplish it.
If he did not do it, then who else could he wait for?
Who else could allow it to be taken away by?
Shanghao, the cosmic demon god, was an innate cosmic deity born from "light."
It wielded the supreme law of [Primordial Creation, Source of All Phenomena], an unimaginably terrifying existence whose life level had reached the eleventh rank.
Even its mere projection was like a blade hanging above all humanity's heads.
Meng Chuan understood that visible danger perfectly well.
But even so, he could not be a "turtle hiding its head in its shell"...
Humanity was where he had grown up. His family, girlfriend, teachers, and friends were all here.
Meng Chuan's martial path had never been about preserving himself alone.
With such a great use before him, he could not stand by with folded arms.
But merely shouting slogans was not his style either.