The Star Dou Great Forest, ten thousand years ago.
There were no signs of excessive human exploitation, nor the frenzied slaughter carried out for soul rings.
Di Tian perched atop an ancient tree over a hundred meters tall, his golden vertical pupils gazing down upon the vibrant green ocean.
"This is... the homeland I remember."
Di Tian took a deep breath, feeling the pure air fill his lungs. His eyes actually grew slightly moist.
In the world ten thousand years later, human soul tool technology had developed at breakneck speed. The Star Dou Great Forest had been relentlessly squeezed smaller, and the soul beasts' living space was in dire danger. He had been forced to launch beast tides, forced to fight humans to the death.
But now, none of that had happened yet.
This was paradise for soul beasts.
"Roar—"
A deep dragon's roar escaped Di Tian's mouth and instantly spread throughout the entire core region.
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
The jungle trembled.
Countless powerful auras converged from every direction.
Da Ming and Er Ming were the first to arrive, respectfully prostrating themselves beneath the tree.
Right after them, a giant bear covered in dark gold, radiating a terrifying aura of tearing destruction, smashed through several trees and emerged—it was Xiong Jun from ten thousand years ago.
There was also Biji, the jade-green Emerald Swan radiating a gentle glow, and Myriad Demon King, a massive Demonic Eye Tree.
And Scarlet King, who had just run back from the outer region, panting so hard that his tongue hung out.
Behind them stood rows upon rows of ten-thousand-year soul beasts, forming a circle around the area.
"Lord Dragon God," Da Ming said respectfully, "all lords above ten thousand years in the core region have arrived."
Di Tian looked at the force below him,