Bei Ming's identity was extremely special. Although he was a cultivator of the Primordial Wilderness, he was also a Chaos God.
This made his position among the beings of the Primordial Wilderness particularly subtle;
He was both within the game and naturally detached from it.
Hearing his words, Houtu slightly raised her head and said in a firm, low voice:
"The Three Pure Ones can achieve Dao-Proving Sainthood. As descendants of Father God's bloodline, can our Wu Clan not become the rulers of the Primordial Wilderness?"
"Any race, any cultivator, may contend for the position of ruler of the Primordial Wilderness."
Bei Ming replied calmly, a faint aura of destruction rippling around him.
"The Three Pure Ones are Saints, but they are not the only ones capable of becoming Saints.
The ruler of the Primordial Wilderness governs all beings and follows the path of Luck-based Dao-Proving. The dignity of that position is beyond that of ordinary Saints.
Moreover, the Three Pure Ones became Saints by following Heaven, while the Wu Clan chose to contend for supremacy against Heaven. The difficulty cannot be compared.
To become the ruler of the Primordial Wilderness, martial strength and bloodline alone are not enough.
The Wu Clan is founded upon bloodline and rose through martial strength. But once martial strength fails to accomplish its purpose, does that not become the current standoff?
Unable to advance, unable to retreat."
Houtu's brows drew together slightly, and the look of contemplation in her eyes deepened.
"As for whether you should transform into Reincarnation," Bei Ming's tone softened slightly, "you should listen to the voice deep within your heart."
For Bei Ming, reviving the Earth Path required both Reincarnation and the revival of the West;
Only then could the three paths of the Primordial Wilderness be complete, preserved, and