“Boy, if you spare me, I can offer you a valuable treasure,” the old man suddenly proposed, hinting at a compromise. It seemed he was beginning to reconsider his position, sensing that Adrian was intent on wearing him down until he fell. Despite his experience, the old man could see through Adrian’s intentions.

Adrian recognized that the old man wanted to end this prolonged fight. The longer it continued, the more the old man feared for his life, which he valued above all else. For someone like him, survival was paramount.

A trace of a cold smile crossed Adrian’s face as he regarded the old man. ‘Old fool, do you really think I’d let you leave so easily? There’s no way I’d make it that simple,’ he thought.

To Adrian, absorbing the elder’s soul power would only make him stronger. Letting him go was out of the question.

“Since you’re offering, I suppose I’ll take you up on it,” Adrian said, feigning agreement. The power in the space around them seemed to loosen, and the old man’s eye