A white-haired elder below exclaimed, “He’s no ordinary man! He’s taking the initiative to challenge these two powerful Astrals. He’s truly extraordinary!”

The crowd was puzzled, unsure of the significance of Adrian's bold move. Could this actually be advantageous?

“Hmph! He’s just courting death. How could a Nascent possibly challenge Astrals?” a young man retorted indignantly.

The crowd fell silent. The young man had a point. Adrian seemed to be overestimating himself. If things continued this way, it could end badly for him.

“Not necessarily,” the elder in white countered quickly. “They’re enduring ten times the gravity on the cloud steps. If the Astrals make a move, the pressure will double.”

The crowd was stunned by this revelation. If the elder was correct, the outcome of the battle was uncertain. The onlookers became even more engrossed.

Amidst tenfold gravity, Adrian launched an attack at the Astrals, while Tyron clashed with one of the Astrals.

A violent explosion of po