"Hiss..."
Hearing Jiang Beiran's answer, Mu Shengrong sucked in a great breath of cold air.
"Top-tier combat power—and a whole batch!?"
The only ones who qualified for the words "top-tier combat power" in this conversation were naturally experts at the Mystic Saint realm.
And Jiang Beiran not only had such experts under him, he had a whole batch of them!?
For a moment, Mu Shengrong realized that his previous judgment of Jiang Beiran had been incomparably correct.
That was, even after seeing all of Jiang Beiran's various capabilities, Mu Shengrong still felt he could not see through this young man at all.
Simply put, he did not feel for a second that this was the full extent of his strength.
There had to be far more hidden behind him that they could not see.
But no matter how much Mu Shengrong thought and guessed, he never could have imagined that what Jiang Beiran was hiding would be this terrifying!
At the same time, however, the look Mu Shengrong gave Jiang Beiran changed as well. He began to somewhat lose his grasp on just what Jiang Beiran's identity was—or rather, whether he was even someone from the Profound Dragon Continent.
After all, the sudden emergence of such a freak like him had already shocked the Six Kingdoms enough.
One had to know that the intelligence departments of the Six Kingdoms did not just sleep the day away on ordinary days. They were constantly searching for talent, and whenever they heard of some extraordinary person or strange event somewhere, they would hurry over to investigate and record it.
It could be said that they seemed to sit high above the clouds, but in truth, they more or less had a count in their hearts of what happened down below.
So when the