Yi Zichen's conversation with the two of them not only filled in Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena's missing memories, but also tightly reconnected them to this land and to the ancient tree that sheltered all living beings—the inseverable bond of blood and family between them. The rich aura of life flowing through the air now felt more like the silent embrace of a kind elder.
The room fell briefly silent, all three immersed in their surging emotions. Tang Wulin held Gu Yuena's hand, his fingertips tightening slightly as he conveyed silent comfort and resonance. Ten thousand years of loneliness and struggle seemed, at this moment, to have finally found their purpose and destination.
After a moment, Gu Yuena drew a soft breath and lifted her eyes. Her deep violet gaze turned toward Yi Zichen as she asked the question that had remained buried in her heart ever since her consciousness awakened—the core issue concerning all her past efforts and sacrifices:
"Pavilion Master Yi," she said in a cool voice, though a faint trace of doubt was hidden within it, "may I ask whether, on the Douluo Star of today, most soul beasts are still constrained by the laws of heaven and earth that prevent them from becoming gods?"
This question bore the Silver Dragon King's obsession of ten thousand years and concerned the fate of countless soul beast clans. For dragon-blooded beings like Di Tian, natural ascension to godhood was practically guaranteed through arduous cultivation and the evolution of the plane. But Gu Yuena did not know about the other soul beasts with weaker bloodlines. Tang Wulin immediately focused as well, looking at Yi Zichen with concern.
Hearing this, Yi Zichen revealed an understanding, peaceful smile. He had long expected Gu Yuena to ask about this matter. He nodded slightly