The growth ceiling of the spirit race was indeed extremely high. Its outstanding members far surpassed divine beasts.
The happiest of all was Gui Yun. He had established the Returning Origin Sword Sect and passed down the Returning Origin Sword Dao.
With no one to back him up, he had suffered every kind of bullying from the Seven Luminaries Sect over the past tens of thousands of years.
"If Master can recover, then I'll have someone to back me up too."
The Returning Origin Sword Immortal sighed. "I was trapped in Absolute Heaven Abyss all these years, while you alone held up the Returning Origin Sword Sect. You've truly suffered."
"Passing on Master's teachings is this disciple's duty. No matter how bitter or difficult it was, it was only right."
The Returning Origin Sword Immortal nodded. "If I can become a true spirit race member in the future, I'll definitely support you properly."
He then sighed again. "As for an ancient spirit race comparable to an Yinglong, I wouldn't dare dream of it.
What the spirit race values is not cultivation talent, but one's foundation.
Every powerful ancient spirit race member is the incarnation of the Dao.
The heights they can reach are decided by the Dao they are born with.
The stronger the Dao, the higher the spirit race's growth ceiling.
I was merely transformed from an artifact spirit. I cannot compare with ancient spirit race members; I am even inferior to ordinary natural spirits.
Being able to restore my physical body and become a complete living being would already be quite good."
Xuan Yuan smiled. "Not necessarily. Making you stand shoulder to shoulder with the foremost ancient spirit race members would indeed be difficult, but bringing you close to the ancient spirit race is no problem at all."