"Mm, I measured him by eye. If that very plain-looking little fellow wasn't holding back, then with a swing of both arms, he had at least nearly ninety thousand jin of divine strength combined—pure physical power!" the old woman added solemnly. "And that's assuming he wasn't hiding his true ability."
"What?!" the group cried out in shock.
"That can't be possible, can it? Nearly ninety thousand jin of divine strength with a swing of both arms—that's already approaching the extreme threshold Archaic Fierce Beasts use when testing their young!"
"He is definitely a world-shocking prodigy, worth fighting over and nurturing!"
Forty to fifty thousand jin of strength with one arm, eighty to ninety thousand jin of divine strength with both arms—this was only their guess, not a true understanding of Little Fellow's real foundation. But even so, they found it extremely shocking, leaving the group exclaiming and sighing nonstop.
"Eh..." The old woman frowned, feeling as if she had missed something. Silver runes flickered in her eyes, like a galaxy being born and destroyed.
Suddenly, she raised her head. Two astonishing beams shot from her eyes as she said, "We misjudged him!"
"How did we misjudge him?" a youth beside her asked.
The old woman took out a piece of eggshell from her bosom. It was as fine as jade, crystalline and glossy, with five-colored markings and specks of rosy light upon it. It was precisely a fragment of that shattered Archaic Remnant Species egg.
"I was careless just now, and only realized it now. That child, and the little mountain beast on his shoulder, carry a familiar aura. At first, I thought they had been stained with a lot of beast blood, that it was the rank smell of fierce birds and savage beasts. But after thinking it over