An Earth Spirit That Had Opened Its Mind

This was no joke.

This step of expanding outward not only cut off the increasingly severe conflicts of opposition, but more importantly, it made some of the Zhucheng Clan's elite cast aside tradition and begin embracing a new world.

If an alien race forever took pride in its own bloodline and species, then once its strength grew powerful and its clan possessed sufficient foundations, thoughts of hegemony would inevitably arise.

Self-interest and xenophobia were instincts buried within all living creatures. No one could defy the instincts of life.

The Zhucheng Clan possessed bodies brimming with potential, and they also commanded enormous prestige among the major races of the Snow Mountain Range.

That was why Ye Xiu had chosen this race from the very beginning.

If humanity wanted to return to the land, coming down directly was the most extreme approach.

Because over the twenty years of the apocalypse, the distribution of benefits on the land had long settled into its own fixed pattern.

The cake was only so big. If you took one more bite, someone else would have one less.

And although these mutated beast races born from the apocalypse had not possessed intelligence for long, the memories remaining in their bloodlines would not diminish.

In the past, the humans of Blue Star had been absolute rulers.

From the moment they rose to power, every race had to live by the breath of humanity. This rule had lasted for thousands of years, and there had been no sign that it might ever be overturned.

Any race that stood opposed to humanity had suffered treatment tantamount to extermination.

An individual's memories might vanish with death, but the fear of those above them, etched into their blood and genes, would not disappear.

Think about it from the perspective of the alien