Jiang Ding glanced at An Tuzi and the others.
They generally possessed Dao-tier order.
In other words, they all had the strength of late-stage Void Refining cultivators. But it could not be called true Dao-tier order, because none of them had ever slain a Void Refining cultivator alone. Just like Xi Yuan back then, they had no such feat to their names. So theory remained theory.
The times were changing.
Even if Xi Yuan returned to life, his strength at Spirit Transformation would probably exceed An Tuzi and the others' by only a little. He could fight two or three Dao Children alone without losing, but he could not slaughter all eight as he had back then.
It was worth noting, though, that this was only Xi Yuan's historical strength—the strength he had possessed in a barren place like the Nine Spirits Domain.
Put him somewhere richer, somewhere with more powerful enemies, and he would surely grow at a terrifying pace. What he might achieve in the future was hard to say; there were too many unknowns. But he would certainly far surpass his former self.
Within the Upper Realm's Immortal Orders, An Tuzi and the others were probably among the strongest cultivators below the orders' inheriting disciples.
In the end, their environment was simply too barren.
Without peerless talent or some extraordinary opportunity, they could not compare with true inheriting disciples of the Upper Realm's Immortal Orders, even though their inheritances came from Immortal Orders themselves.
If they obtained a truly top-tier Immortal Order inheritance—one like the Heaven Sword Heir's or the Lunar-Solar Sword Heir's—they might reach the level of the Upper Realm's Immortal Order inheriting disciples.
The thought surfaced in Jiang Ding's mind.
That was the power of a highly developed immortal civilization's achievements. Such an inheritance could