Adrian’s gaze burned with determination as he faced his opponent. The mid-Divine powerhouse didn’t intimidate him. He would never back down easily.

“Hahaha, boy, can you feel the gap between us now?” the powerful figure taunted. “Surrender, and maybe I’ll let you live. Better yet, become my servant, and you’ll gain great benefits.”

The enemy's arrogant words made it clear he believed Adrian was destined to lose. He sensed that Adrian’s strength was inferior to his own, causing Adrian’s expression to turn icy.

“You think I’m afraid of you? You may be at the mid-Divine Stage, but that means nothing. You rely solely on your soul power, while I have both soul power and physical strength. I refuse to believe I can’t defeat you!” Adrian roared, as the power of holy light surged from his hands.

The sight was awe-inspiring, leaving Tyron and the Violet Rain Bird utterly shocked. Their hearts raced, knowing that Adrian was fighting far above his level. Normally, defeating such an overwhelmi