The Heavenly Dao turned according to rules of its own.
Even one as mighty as a True Immortal could fall, to say nothing of ordinary Cultivators.
As for True Spirits, they were likewise extremely powerful beings, but tracing them back to the source, they still could not compare with Immortals.
Of course, there were exceptions. For example, True Dragons and Colorful Phoenixes were so strong that they were no weaker than True Immortals. But aside from those two, eight or nine out of ten other True Spirits could not defeat ordinary Immortals.
Yet True Spirits were different from the Demon Race. Their inheritance relied on the Fire of the True Spirit.
When an Immortal fell, he simply turned to dust, and his cultivation methods and treasures could all be buried and lost.
True Spirits, however, were different.
Because they possessed the Fire of the True Spirit, even if they fell, there was no question of their inheritance being cut off.
At the shortest, a hundred years; at the longest, ten thousand. A brand-new True Spirit that inherited its memories and Supernatural Powers would once again be nurtured into being.
Take the White Tiger before them, for example. Though it had fallen, its Fire of the True Spirit would not be extinguished. Instead, it would return to the True Spirit Realm and await a new inheritor.
Lin Xuan's strength might still be unable to compare with the peak existences of the Three Realms, and his experience was also somewhat lacking, but when it came to understanding True Spirits, he would not yield to anyone.
In the Lost Realm, inside the Asura King's Palace, by a twist of fate, he had once obtained the recognition of the Nine-Headed Bird's inheritance.
Although that had been due to luck, Lin Xuan still understood far