Lin Xuan understood the reasoning. A Spirit Division cultivator fighting a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator was, no matter how one looked at it, far too shocking and appalling. Even if one traced back to ancient times, such a thing had never happened before.
If Lin Xuan voiced his thoughts, he would certainly be met with countless accusations and jeers.
The immortal path was indeed arduous, but because there were so many cultivators, geniuses whose strength far surpassed others of the same rank would occasionally emerge.
Yet no matter how arrogant and overbearing those geniuses were in normal times, they would never dare claim that once they advanced to the late Spirit Division Stage, they would have the ability to challenge Tribulation Transcendence cultivators.
That could no longer be called arrogance...
Perhaps "ignorance" would be the more fitting description.
But was Lin Xuan an ignorant man?
The answer was naturally no. Quite the opposite—compared with other cultivators of the same rank, Lin Xuan's road of immortal cultivation could be described as rich and splendid.
His experiences were extremely abundant, and correspondingly, his horizons were naturally much broader than those of ordinary cultivators.
Old monsters of the Tribulation Transcendence stage, even early-stage existences, were almost all like divine dragons showing the head but never the tail. Yet through twists of fate, Lin Xuan had met many cultivators of that level.
Among them were mighty Human Race immortal cultivators, old monsters of the Demon Race, and even beings such as the Ancient Demon Saint Ancestor and True Spirits, existences confined to legend. More or less, Lin Xuan had come into contact with them all.
Putting everything else aside, this wealth of experience alone was something other Spirit Division Stage existences could not compare with. The two sides were on completely different levels.
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