Faced with Jiang Hai's words, Wang Qiu'er had to admit, however unwilling she was to believe it, that soul beasts were in an extremely perilous situation. Alongside her wariness of the human powers he described, a sense of longing stirred within her.
Wang Qiu'er fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Then do soul beasts have no future?"
Jiang Hai smiled, pointed up at the sky, and said, "They do. It's right there!"
Wang Qiu'er looked up, only to see an endless clear sky and billowing clouds.
"The sky?" Wang Qiu'er asked in confusion.
Jiang Hai smiled. "No, the stars. Among humans, there's a profession called soul engineer. They can manufacture all kinds of soul tools, and some soul tools can even pierce the clouds of the nine heavens. If you rode a soul beast like that beyond the skies of the Douluo Continent, you would see that the Douluo Continent is actually a planet revolving around the sun."
"And among the stars, there are countless planets like it, as well as stars like the sun. Some worlds are utterly lifeless, but others can nurture life. If soul beasts could find a living world without humans, they could naturally migrate there and preserve their civilization."
"Is that true?" Wang Qiu'er's lashes fluttered, a glimmer of hope filling her eyes.
Jiang Hai gave Wang Qiu'er an indifferent look. "Don't celebrate too soon. Humans today can't even get beyond their own planet, let alone travel between stars. And even if you mastered that ability, how vast is the universe? How many such living worlds are there? You might spend your entire lives without finding one. Besides, the universe is full of dangers. One careless mistake could mean complete annihilation."
Wang Qiu'er asked, "You said the soul tools made by soul engineers can