Brother Zhenyue Tiger Emperor secretly observed, his demon senses carefully scanning, but found no hint of any Divine Soul disturbance.
He nodded slightly, seemingly quite satisfied.
"Since True Master has left the Azure Clouds, where do you intend to go?"
"Traveling across lands, seeking the opportunity for Nascent Soul Formation."
"Good."
Brother Zhenyue Tiger Emperor's tone softened a bit, his imposing air slightly withdrawn.
"In the Wilderness, myriad races stand, each with their own way. I preside over this place, adhering only to one principle: balance."
His gaze was like an ancient well, unfathomably deep.
"When the Purple Yunting Tree is weak, I do not allow the Golden Body Cicada to absorb its essence. When the Divine Power Ape is weak, I also limit the Golden Winged Eagle from hunting indiscriminately. If one race grows too dominant, it is not the blessing of the wilderness. Even the Zhenyue Tiger race, their numbers are always controlled to around a hundred."
