Nonsense!
Seeing the normally obedient members of the Spirit Race now scrambling to step forward, eager to follow Great Xia and leave the Spirit Realm, Bai Yue's expression soured.
"What do you think you're doing? Have you all forgotten the Spirit Race's rules?!"
"Or do you think everyone can find a suitable wielder like Xiao Chao did?!"
"Let me tell you, that's impossible!"
"Xiao Chao simply got lucky this time and found a wielder who suited her. But what if you aren't so lucky? What will happen then?!"
Under Bai Yue's furious reprimand, the excited spirits immediately wilted.
Bai Yue was the Spirit Race's oldest and strongest Chief. No spirit had ever dared openly contradict him.
This time, however, was different.
Although most spirits dared not speak, several artifact spirits still stepped forward.
One Blade Spirit, defiant in bearing and shaped like an illusory blade, could not help stepping forward to argue.
"Chief, many of us artifact spirits need to follow a wielder to unleash our full combat strength and keep growing stronger!"
"You always say we'll be safe as long as we stay in the Spirit Realm..."
"But if we do nothing but stay here, when will we ever become strong?!"
There were many kinds of spirits in the Spirit Realm, but two groups accounted for the greatest numbers:
Spirits of all things and artifact spirits.
As the name suggested, spirits of all things were members of the Spirit Race born from the myriad things in nature, such as the mountain spirit Bai Yue, the stone spirit A Feng, the Spirit of the Vast Sea, and the Wind Spirit.
From birth, they were favored by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They were naturally powerful and could keep growing stronger simply by absorbing that energy.
Artifact spirits, on