Dai Yao froze, and his expression immediately darkened.
This man actually wasn't afraid of his threat—and had even turned around to threaten him instead! What exactly was he relying on? "Do you think I'll be scared off by your bluff? Other than compromising with me, you have no other path."
Dai Yao said in a low voice.
Mighty Lion Douluo smiled indifferently, lifted his head to gaze at the bright moon in the night sky, and sighed.
"Is that so? After hiding in the human world for so many years, if not for you, I might even have thought I'd already become a real human. A hundred thousand years of cultivation is so laughable compared with a species as blessed by heaven as humans."
"Humans need only a hundred years to reach the height I attained after bitterly cultivating for a hundred thousand. No wonder humans became the masters of this world, while we soul beasts became humans' soul rings."
For a moment, Dai Yao did not know what Mighty Lion Douluo was trying to say, so he simply kept silent and continued listening.
"Transformation is a road with nine deaths and one life. Among all soul beasts, very few dare to attempt it. It doesn't just mean a hundred thousand years of bitter cultivation turns to nothing—it also means facing the endless, greed-filled gazes of the human world."
"I'm different from those companions who are filled with hatred toward humans. I don't hate humans. On the contrary, I'm very curious about the human world. So, knowing full well that I could not survive the heavenly tribulation, I chose transformation."
"Indeed, becoming human was an even riskier move, but I was already a beast on the verge of death. I had no choice. So I decided I might as well