Lu Yin could do this now, too. With Mr. Mu's help, he had become comparable to that War Soul. His **power had reached its limit—and even surpassed it, to the point that he had to pay a price to suppress it. It was just like when that War Soul had closed its eyes.
Lu Yin was now on the same level as that War Soul, having reached the utmost extreme in one particular aspect.
Mu Rong, however, had not reached that point yet.
The Herding Song came to an abrupt halt. Lu Yin's left arm stopped a centimeter from his forehead. His tremendous **power had directly canceled out the Herding Song's control over him. He lifted his eyes to Mu Rong and saw shock and disbelief on his face. Mu Rong had never shown such an expression before.
Mu Rong was so shaken that he couldn't even hide it. The moment Lu Yin forcibly broke free of the Herding Song, Mu Rong knew he had lost. Lu Yin had shocked him far too deeply; the only people who had ever made him feel this way were the Ten Arbiters.
Back then, many people had compared his strength to that of the Ten Arbiters when they were in the Extreme Realm. He'd dismissed them out of hand, because he knew very well just how terrifying the Ten Arbiters were. They were ten monsters, beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Their power could overturn a cultivator's understanding of the world. Even with the Herding Song, he wouldn't dare compare himself to them.
That was also why he'd looked down on Lu Yin. Lu Yin was too arrogant. He'd been called a candidate for the Ten Arbiters after the Ten Academies Grand Competition, and his reputation had soared after the Greatest Competition. With