For many people, forgetting the past was unacceptable. If a man lost his memories, was he still the same person he had been?
But soul beasts were different.
Xue Linglong had lived as a human for only five years. Even if she one day transcended mortality and reached the heights the Snow Empress once occupied, how old would she be then? At most, less than a thousand years, perhaps even fewer. Against the Snow Empress's long life of seven hundred thousand years, those few years, decades, or centuries were not worth mentioning. The same held true for her memories.
Strictly speaking, once a soul beast reincarnated and began cultivating anew, it was already human. Although it would still leave behind a soul bone and soul ring after death, its body and even its martial soul were no different from a human's. After reaching level 70, even its aura would become completely human. Unless it revealed the truth itself, no one would know whether it was a soul beast.
Yet the memories of a soul beast's long life, however muddled most of them might be, were also a crucial obstacle preventing it from ascending to godhood.
For an ordinary person to become a god, they had to possess divinity, whereas a transformed soul beast retained too much of its beast nature. The only alternative was to follow the path of divine beasts, as the ancient Dragon God, Phoenix God, and other divine beasts had done. But now, that path to godhood offered no hope. The inability of Di Tian, the Evil Emperor, the Snow Empress, and others to become gods proved that it was already a dead end.
Tang San also felt considerable goodwill toward Xue Linglong, a soul beast who had transformed into a human. After all, both his mother