**Chapter 1960: Strike First, Grab the Meat First!**
The other two possibilities mentioned by Elder Xing indeed had even smaller probabilities.
Especially the second one, which might not necessarily be a good thing and could even bring disaster.
Lin Moyu asked, "Senior, is there a way for me to see the Divine Path?"
He had always heard that the Divine Path was broken, but he had no concept of what it actually looked like.
Black Stone Supreme hoped he could rebuild the Divine Path, so he should at least get a glimpse of it.
Elder Xing replied, "What's the rush? When you become a Saint Sovereign, you'll naturally be able to see it."
"Why do I have to become a Saint Sovereign to see it? Is it because of the soul realm?"
Elder Xing shook his head, "No, it's because only when you become a Saint Sovereign can you understand your own path."
"The Divine Path is both real and illusory. To those who haven't found their own path, the Divine Path doesn't exist."
"Only those who have found their own path will see the Divine Path."
Lin Moyu roughly understood that the 'path' Elder Xing referred to was one's own cultivation path.
Every cultivator, in the end, will find a path most suitable for themselves.
The path can be a law, but it doesn't have to be.
It can be a certain power or a certain technique.
The path is everything, and everything can become a path.
For example, the Talisman Saint Sovereign entered the path through runes.
The Hao Saint Sovereign entered the path through the laws of the void.
The Soul Sword Sect entered the path by merging the soul with the sword.
The Sword Saint Sovereign directly entered the path through the sword.
Only by finding one's own path will the Divine Path appear.
Then, relying on one's own path, one can step onto the Divine Path and achieve supremacy.
The whole process is similar to crossing the Law Star River and stepping onto the Other Shore.
Elder Xing said, "Now you know, even if you see it, it's useless. The Divine Path is already broken."
Lin Moyu asked again, "Do you know how to rebuild the Divine Path?"
Elder Xing shook his head, "If I knew, I would have done it long ago and wouldn't have waited here for so many years."
Lin Moyu couldn't quite understand Elder Xing. The lifespan of a Saint Sovereign is only about 30,000 to 50,000 years.
Most Human Saint Sovereigns have a lifespan of around 40,000 years, but Elder Xing seems to have lived from the time of Xiao Zhantian to the present, a full 100,000 years.
Elder Xing is not a Supreme, yet he possesses near-Supreme combat power.
What exactly is Elder Xing's identity?
And the mysterious Demon Lord of the Demon Race seems to be similar to Elder Xing.
Elder Xing waved his hand, "Go on, you can't see the Divine Path until you find your own path."
Lin Moyu left Elder Xing's world and returned to his training room.
He sat in the training room, murmuring to himself, "What is my path?"
Upon asking himself, Lin Moyu did not find the correct answer.
Since he started cultivating, his goals have always been clear.
Constantly cultivate, constantly become stronger.
In the small world, he exterminated demons and dragons.
To defy fate for his wife, he needed to become stronger.
After coming to the Great World, it was even more so.
He even made a vow to exterminate all races and make the Human Race the master of the world again.
But the idea of defying fate for his wife has never wavered.
But now, when asked about his own path...
Lin Moyu found that he had no answer.
This is a very serious problem. When a cultivator loses their path, how can they talk about their Dao heart?
Lin Moyu was very clear about this, but he would not be confused.
"My path will definitely be found."
"If I can't find it now, I'll keep looking until I find it."
Lin Moyu's Dao heart was very firm and was not shaken by his own problem.
Not finding it temporarily was not a big deal. Who isn't walking in the fog?
Even those in the Other Shore realm may not have found their own path.
Lin Moyu believed that as long as his Dao heart was firm enough, he would definitely find the path he needed.
After reorganizing his thoughts and erasing the problems that couldn't be solved temporarily, Lin Moyu left the training room and flew towards the central temple.
Calculating the time, it had been more than ten days since he returned.
The Talisman Saint Sovereign was still studying the ancient rune box. He seemed to have made some progress but had not yet opened it.
The Tian Saint Sovereign was discussing matters with the Hao Saint Sovereign.
When Lin Moyu arrived, he did not interrupt their conversation but listened quietly.
They were discussing the recent situation in the Great World.
Various races seemed to be stimulated by the Human Race's recent actions and began to respond accordingly.
The Bull Demon Race and the Black Stone Race formed an alliance.
The Black Stone Race is an old enemy of the Human Race, while the Bull Demon Race has no enmity with the Human Race.
The alliance of the two races meant that the Bull Demon Race also became an enemy of the Human Race.
In addition, the Sand Race, which had been scattered for tens of thousands of years, suddenly announced their reunification.
The Sand Race had once split into three: the Yellow Sand, Green Sand, and Red Sand races.
But now, for some unknown reason, they suddenly announced their reunification.
The unified Sand Race undoubtedly met the standards of a strong race, becoming a newly promoted strong race.
There was also the matter of the Butterfly Race seeking help from the Human Race due to an attack by the Python Race.
The Human Race had already sent people to help the Butterfly Race.
The Butterfly Race has always been friends with the Human Race. Even ten thousand years ago, when the Human Race faced a great calamity, the Butterfly Race did their best to help the Human Race.
The Butterfly Race has always been weak and almost faced extinction because of this.
If the Human Race had been defeated, they would have been doomed.
Any strong race could have crushed the Butterfly Race like ants.
The Butterfly Race, though weak, is not foolish.
Their choice at that time was unwise, but fortunately, the Human Race recovered, and the Butterfly Race grew stronger with the help of the Human Race.
Unfortunately, due to their nature, the Butterfly Race's strength has its limits.
Helping them is a given, and action has already been taken.
The two Saint Sovereigns were discussing the extent of the help.
Their opinions were somewhat divided on this issue.
The Hao Saint Sovereign suggested exterminating the Python Race, while the Tian Saint Sovereign thought it would be enough to drive the Python Race away.
After all, the Human Race had no enmity with the Python Race.
Just then, Lin Moyu arrived, and the Tian Saint Sovereign turned to him, "Moyu, what do you think is the best course of action?"
Lin Moyu had fully understood the situation and already had an idea in mind, "I think we should bring the Butterfly Race over and give them a piece of land on the edge of the Human star domain."
"The Butterfly Race doesn't have many people; they won't need more than a hundred star systems."
The Saint Sovereigns were surprised by Lin Moyu's suggestion. The Hao Saint Sovereign said, "Bringing them over is not difficult. A hundred star systems is a bit much, but it's not impossible."
"What about the Python Race?"
Lin Moyu replied, "Simple, exterminate them."
The Tian Saint Sovereign frowned, "Reason?"
Lin Moyu said, "In the Great World, it's either friend or foe. That's reason enough."
"After bringing the Butterfly Race over, their star system resources will belong to us. While we're at it, we can also exterminate the Python Race and take their star system resources."
"This way, we not only gain a lot of resources but also expand our star domain."
"I got some information from Elder Xing. In the future, all small races will be exterminated. If we don't do it, others will."
"So I think, if they are friends, we protect them. If they are enemies, we exterminate them. It's that simple."
The two Saint Sovereigns had heard of Elder Xing's prophecy.
But the time Elder Xing mentioned was still ten thousand years away, a long time.
In ten thousand years, they would no longer be around, and it would be up to the Human Saint Sovereigns of that time to handle it.
Lin Moyu didn't think so, "I think we should act early and lay a foundation for future generations."
"When all the races start acting, there will be less meat for us to grab!"