The hidden figure sneered, convinced that Adrian couldn't possibly find them. Their position was too concealed, and no matter how formidable Adrian was, it seemed unlikely he could uncover it easily.

However, as soon as the figure finished speaking, Adrian suddenly converged into a single body, his clones vanishing. In his hand, he summoned a blazing golden light.

“Eight Desolate Fist!” he shouted, launching a punch filled with primordial power aimed directly at the space around him.

“What… How is this possible?” the hidden figure exclaimed, their voice sounding distant and ethereal. Yet their reaction confirmed what Adrian suspected. Adrian had found his opponent.

Adrian's punch exploded into the air, shaking the surroundings with his overwhelming strength. The hidden figure was stunned, unable to comprehend what was happening. The force of the punch tore a massive hole in space, revealing the figure behind the scenes—a skeletal old man with a flickering soul flame.

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