In the vast silver training field, the strong wind blew Mu Yuan's hair. His dark blue sleeves waved in the wind, making a rustling sound.
Staring at the figure in the distance, he wasn't tall, yet his aura was extraordinarily terrifying, like a giant standing tall there, exuding an indescribable oppressive force, making it somewhat difficult for him to breathe.
If an ordinary Lord was here, they might not even be able to stand steady and would only tremble.
"Is this the power of a real strong person, a Great Lord's strength?"
Despite the neutralization of the rules, the power of the Fourth-order Leader Level could still be vaguely perceived.
Many players, even official staff members and old Lords, have no chance to witness this power.
Mu Yuan had seen the tip of the iceberg of elite power.
