As the sovereign of the Great Huan Dynasty, Jian Shang was now planning alliances across every divide, joining forces to defy Heaven and break the seal. Victory would bring blessings for countless ages, merit and glory for a thousand autumns; defeat would scatter his soul, denying him rebirth forever.
Even if he failed, however, the chances of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds exterminating the Great Huan Dynasty were slim. It had been the same for the shaman and demon races of Desolate Antiquity, the Nine Li Tribe of the Archaic Era, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Primordial Era, the Shang-Zhou Cataclysm of the Ancient Era, and even the end of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Even the defeated had never truly been wiped out. Presumably, the powers of the Upper Realm had unknown concerns of their own and would not disregard everything to exterminate a faction. This likely had much to do with the vanished Ancient Saints and immortals, as well as the traditions, connections, and other legacies Immortal Venerable Pangu had left in the Upper Realm. Otherwise, those powers would long since have unified the Pangu World, slaughtering and investigating at will. Why would they be so courteous? Why go to so much trouble?!
As a sovereign, Jian Shang therefore had to consider his descendants and make plans for them.
Unfortunately, Jian Shang was ultimately not as ruthless and bloodthirsty as Qin Shi Huang. He would not slaughter cities and exterminate clans without cause, merely out of suspicion and fear. After all, the world had changed and could no longer be judged by ordinary reasoning. If the occasion arose, however, Jian Shang would naturally show neither mercy nor hesitation.
That had been Jian Shang's mindset when he exterminated the Zhuge Clan, and it