Seeing that Caesar’s spiritual storm had almost torn space apart, the members of the hunting team that were present let out incredulous exclamations.
“I’ve long since heard about how 20 years ago Lord Caesar had reached the criteria to advance to rank 2. However, to pave the way and make his future advancement smoother, he chose to suppress his cultivation.”
A female Magus with gauze that veiled her face mumbled, her eyes revealing adoration for Caesar, “As I thought, our team leader really is the strongest!”
“As expected, he’s powerful!”
Leylin clenched his teeth and a large amount of spiritual force burst out from his sea of consciousness.
At the same time, a blue ray of light flashed in his eyes. “A.I. Chip, estimate the opponent’s power!”
Streams of data were rendered in front of Leylin’s eyes, eventually coming to a conclusion.
“This data means he’s way past the entry requirements to advance to rank 2!”