The 1245th Child

Duan Xingliu couldn't help but chuckle when Song Jian asked about the Grand Elder's strength. He didn't think Song Jian was intending to forcefully take the equipment from the Grand Elder. Despite Song Jian's impressive feat of single-handedly annihilating a guardian of a secret realm, which surprised everyone, neither the peak masters nor the elders would believe Song Jian had the strength to rival them.

After all, up to this point Song Jian was nothing more than a young man with second-tier combat power, while the peak masters and elders had at least reached the pinnacle of third-tier strength, with some even possessing legendary power.

"What, are you thinking of taking on the Grand Elder?" Duan Xingliu asked with a smile.

Song Jian wore a bitter smile and shook his head, "How could that be possible? How could I possibly be a match for the Grand Elder?"