By now it was common knowledge that Michael was significantly stronger than other cultivators in his realm.
After all, he had been able to go toe-to-toe against Generals while still being in the Expert realm. A monumental achievement considering that very few Masters could hope to match his deeds.
The normal soldiers found it fitting to call him a genius amongst geniuses. Or, in simpler terms, a monster. One that was caring towards his allies and merciless towards his foes.
Now that this monster had finally ascended to the Master realm, it was only given that his prowess would skyrocket.
"Killing… a Lord?" Richard arched an eyebrow, momentarily stunned by the proclamation.
Regardless of how delusional an individual might be, no one would ever dare claim they could kill a Lord. The gap between mortal soldiers and such powerful beings was so vast that no amount of luck or preparation would be enough to overcome the difference.
