His rejection of the gods was unchangeable.

“I just want everyone to have a good life.”

Duan Tianming said firmly.

This sentence startled the emperor, and he immediately asked jokingly:

“How can you make life better for everyone?”

Before Duan Tianming could answer, he continued.

"This divine realm is filled with oppression. The gods treat all races as animals. Those tribes produce the products the gods want, and each fights to satisfy their own emptiness. Oppression exists everywhere, and the truth is concealed everywhere."

"Those ridiculous races gave up everything they had for the so-called gods. At the mere word of those high and mighty gods, those races would sacrifice their lives without hesitation."

"Throughout the tens of millions of years of history of the entire Divine Realm, only the human race has dared to raise the banner of resistance against the Divine Realm. Only the human race has dared to use its actions to awaken those oppressed and ignorant lowly races."

"But so what? We are still besieged by all races and annihilated by the gods. They have always believed that gods are the only truth, and this also includes the ordinary human race today."

“But is it really right that it has always been like this?”

"Those lowly races are just as pathetic and abominable as those so-called gods. After we lost that battle and the Shang Kingdom was destroyed, I gave up hope. Now I just want to see my descendants not controlled by the gods. Even if they are in primitive times, even if they are abandoned by the gods, in my eyes, that is happiness."

"As for this miserable world, who cares?"

"Those lowly and ignorant races should be enslaved. They will never be as glorious as us humans. They will always be a bunch of trash mocked by the gods."

The Human Emperor became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he was venting.