The moment Mu Que finished speaking, he was the first to realize that it was absolutely impossible for Xiao Yan to have been concealing his strength. Xiao Yan had stayed in the Heavenly Luan Clan for many days, and so many experts of the clan had already seen him. In the end, even Ancestor Yaoyin had been drawn out, yet none of them had questioned Xiao Yan's strength. It was possible for one person to misjudge him, but for so many people to all misjudge him? Unless Xiao Yan was a high-star Dou Sheng concealing his strength.
Then Mu Que and Yang Yue could only accept one fact: Xiao Yan had truly, with the strength of a Dou Zong, nearly killed two long-renowned Dou Zun experts of the Central Plains by himself. Even someone as formidable as Mu Que could not help glancing at Xiao Yan, who stood waiting beside Mu Yaoyin. He now somewhat understood the ancestor's decision.
If a twenty-something eight-star Dou Zong and a tier-seven alchemist possessing Heavenly Flames were still not enough to make the Heavenly Luan Clan devote the strength of its entire clan to supporting him, then adding the feat of personally slaying two Dou Zuns made him more than qualified.
At the very least, this meant Xiao Yan's astonishing achievements were not merely the result of his talent and resources. Beneath that talent lay an even more heaven-defying combat awareness that others could never perceive from his outward appearance. Such things could not be learned while sheltered by one's elders. True combat awareness could only continuously grow through bloody battles.
"Xiao Yan is monstrously terrifying." Mu Que sighed inwardly.
Of course, no matter how great Xiao Yan's impact was, the matter of acknowledging a master could not be resolved immediately. It still required