On the vast silver-white Training Field, the fierce wind whipped Mu Yuan's hair around. His dark-blue sleeves fluttered and snapped in the wind.
He watched the figure in the distance. She was not tall, but her aura was terrifying, as though a giant stood there, casting down indescribable pressure that made it difficult for him to breathe.
If an ordinary Old Lord had been here instead, they might not even have been able to stand and could only tremble.
"Is this the power of a true powerhouse—the power of a Great Lord?"
Even under the balancing force of the rules, one could vaguely glimpse the strength of a Fourth Order Commander Grade fighter.
Many players, and even official personnel and Old Lords, would never get the chance to see such power.
Mu Yuan had glimpsed a corner of high-end power.
It was exactly as Shen Linglong had seen. Even though she was being balanced by the rules, this sparring battle was still unfair. She retained all sorts of advantages. Time accumulated, technique, experience, realm—none of these could be balanced away.
But...
Mu Yuan did not care about fairness either. An Epic Lifeform stood above high-end existences, an even more unfathomable being!
"Dora's basic template, first mode."
His hair began to lengthen, falling to his waist. The new combined mode was already pushing its limits, and he had no time to worry about minor details.
Power surged from within his body in waves, while his energy pool rapidly expanded.
Twice! Three times! Six times! Ten times!
A raging torrent of energy rolled outward, uncontrollably spilling into the surroundings and scraping out sparks.
Like Shen Linglong, a faint aura of flame rose around him, though it was not as well-shaped.
Then,
Mu Yuan inhaled again. His eyes closed, then snapped open, blue