The young man began to explain, afraid that others might truly misunderstand him as the reincarnation of a Kylin.
The latter was far too extraordinary, at least of the First Generation Level. Although he had exceptional talents, he was far from reaching that level; he was merely a direct descendant of a minor clan.
Whether it were his parents or ancestors, the most they achieved was to ignite the Divine Flame and step into the True God Realm.
"Haha, whether it's a Kylin or not, Lord Willow God once said that under these heavens, from the 32 Layers of Xuan Sky to eighteen layers of the underworld, the strongest is actually the mortal body.
Throughout countless ages, no matter what physique, talent or noble blood, all end up vanishing in the river of time. Only the mortal body continues to pass on from one generation to another, endlessly. Only by ascending on the right path with a mortal body, can you reach the ultimate strength!"