This was the first time the Twelve Flame Souls had heard of a race capable of accepting all their negative emotions—slaughter, brutality, and the like.
At first, he did not believe it. But when Lu Yang's consciousness entered the Twelve Flame Souls' mind and explored humanity, a race with only eight thousand years of history, he found that it had split into countless nations. No nation lasted longer than three hundred years, while some suffered the destruction and rebirth of dynasties within only a few years. Then he understood why Lu Yang took it so lightly.
"Your world isn't much better than ours." The Twelve Flame Souls chuckled, feeling as though he had found a kindred spirit.
Lu Yang shrugged. "Time to get down to business. I've reached God King Tier 5. What's the fastest way to advance to God King Tier 6?"
The Twelve Flame Souls turned serious. "The fastest way is to find my Divine Soul Energy. You won't need to undergo the usual cultivation process. You can advance through my Divine Soul Energy."
Lu Yang shook his head. "What's yours is yours, and what's mine is mine. I need to walk every path of advancement myself. I want to walk my own path to becoming a Great Emperor."
The Twelve Flame Souls was somewhat surprised, but he still nodded in approval. "Then you need to advance your divine soul. Just now, you merely expanded your divine soul by several thousand times, but its rank is still too low."
"Just like the rank of fire elements, you are currently nothing more than an oversized Fire Spirit. What you need to do is evolve into a Flame High Priest. That requires a process of self-destruction."
Lu Yang asked, "How do I destroy myself?"
The Twelve Flame Souls said, "For