"Such heretical nonsense..."
The Black Tortoise Ancient Emperor scoffed. What treasure could possibly preserve a Supreme Being's True Spirit? He had once been an emperor at the very pinnacle. He had tasted life and seen the world—what spectacle had he not witnessed?
Had Lin Xian produced an Immortal Artifact comparable to the Desolate Pagoda and claimed that a Great Emperor's Primordial Spirit could reside within it to slow aging and escape the erosion of time, the Black Tortoise Emperor might have been half convinced.
But a Ghost Dao Artifact? Forget it. That path was the most useless of all, at the very bottom of the pecking order.
Even the Immortal Dao had its ranks. The loftiest immortals were naturally the likes of Red Dust Immortals and War Immortals, with extraordinary Dao Fruits and boundless prospects. So long as they persisted without dying, even Duan De could rely on his red dust immortal dao fruit to attain the position of Immortal Emperor.
Next came the true immortal dao fruit. Though it offered virtually no hope of reaching the Emperor Path, there was still a good chance of becoming an Immortal King.
Below that was the human immortal dao fruit, belonging to the category of becoming immortal by taking medicine.
As for ghost immortals, they possessed only True Immortal-level magical power, without a True Immortal's divine abilities. The unluckier ones had even lost the bodies of their previous lives. They were inferior even to human immortals and could only sit at the same table as Remnant Immortals. They might even be slain against the odds by a Great Emperor of the current age.
A Supreme Being had once speculated that, countless ages ago, the so-called feat of defying the heavens to slay an immortal had involved an extreme dao supreme killing a