The Holy Son cast a cold glance at Andy.

Adrian ignored them both, fixing his gaze on the staircase ahead.

His focus remained unwavering. Now that one nuisance had been dealt with, he intended to press forward. If he'd been certain he could kill the Holy Son earlier, he wouldn't have hesitated.

For Adrian, leaving loose ends was never an option. When he chose to kill, he made sure the deed was done.

That was his nature—a man of decisive action. With calm resolve, he resumed his ascent, stepping deliberately and methodically up the heavenly stairs.

From below, Andy watched and scoffed. "Haha, I knew Adrian wasn't ordinary. Seems like these so-called elites aren't that impressive after all."

The Holy Son glared at Adrian, seething with killing intent.

Adrian, however, remained unfazed, his attention fixed elsewhere.

Suddenly, he sensed a mysterious force emanating from the clouds above the staircase. It seemed to be calling to him, though its nature was unclear.

Meanwhile, Finni