Xiao Wu was convinced.
Forget humans—even Soul Beasts would fight to the death within their own tribes for power and status. At times like that, never mind the distant future; even family right before their eyes could be abandoned.
"Don't make that face. Don't forget who I am."
Gu You raised his head and looked toward the crimson horizon. The afterglow of the setting sun shone across his face.
"I'm a genius, you know. I'll think of what others can't think of and do what others can't do. If everything were to follow a predetermined path, then what would be the point of my coming here?"
This was a world where gods existed. Under the gods' framework, the Beast Clan lived in darkness, while humanity had become the gods' executioner without even realizing it.
Without being chosen by a god, no matter how great your talent or how hard you worked, you could only stop at Rank 99.
The gods said: You may go this far, but no farther.
"A Soul Master's limit is Rank 99, Soul Beasts are destined to be unable to become gods, and humans must rely on Soul Beast Soul Rings... Heh, lofty gods, your rules only apply to the locals, right? I'm an outsider crossing the river, and I have no intention of following this system."
At that thought, the smile on Gu You's face grew even brighter.
"Xiao Wu, I don't intend to let humanity's lifeline remain in the hands of Soul Beasts forever. Humanity's fate should still be held in human hands."
In Xiao Wu's eyes, that smile carried an air of dominance. Although Gu You had his head tilted back and his eyes fixed on the horizon, his gaze held the imposing aura of a ruler looking down upon all living things.