"Heh heh, feel free. We may not be anyone special in the True River Realm, but we're still genuine Type One Life Forms, beings who have transcended the material world. To a Low level Civilization like this one—one that doesn't even have Type Ones and can barely trigger the guidance mechanism—we really are like Divine Beings."
The winged being laughed as well. He knew exactly what "routine" the barbed being was talking about.
Across the whole True River Realm, Type One combatants like them weren't exactly ubiquitous, nor were they the lowest rung of True Realm Life, but they were certainly plentiful.
After all, this universe was simply too vast. They had no idea just how expansive their own True River Realm was. With countless civilizations and innumerable lives gathered together, being a Type One was nothing special.
