"Cooperation? Then we really need to plan carefully."
Xiu murmured softly.
He understood that these gods could not be measured by common sense.
The future era of the cosmos must belong to them!
Currently, he merely holds a first-mover advantage, being stronger than them as the master of this land.
But this advantage will likely soon be worn away.
He has already made a prophecy for the future:
Heavenly divine spirits will descend upon the mortal lands of the Twelve Trials, and as a mere mortal emperor, he will eventually hand over his royal power to become Divine Authority!
Xiu quickly came to terms with this:
"All things are born unequal. I was born as the ruler of this universe, while some higher beings are born as gods... being above me is quite normal."
Moreover, gods can be replaced!
As long as he becomes one of the gods, everything would be resolved.
He might even have the opportunity to become the King of Gods...
