"Your soul was already under immense strain from transmigration," Tian Yuan said calmly. "Yet you chose to impose further pressure by walking an evolutionary path you are fundamentally incompatible with."
"That you managed to reach your current stage without self-destruction is impressive." His lips curled into a faint sneer. "If it were anyone else, they would have perished long ago."
"You and your path are moving in completely opposite directions. You do not truly control it."
Tian Yuan had seen countless so-called geniuses across the starry sky. They either forged new paths or uncovered remnants of ancient ones, only for their souls to reject those paths outright due to incompatibility.
Some attempted to force compatibility through external means.
But destiny had already determined the outcome. If one's soul was incompatible, they would never become a true evolver.
