Talent was important.
But the true foundation that allowed Ethan to stand against himself was the power of the stars.
This boy had obtained a supreme method related to the stars passed down from ancient times.
"This method is indeed powerful, but fortunately, my realm is far beyond Ethan."
"Blocking this move will not be difficult."
"This boy carries too many secrets and too many treasures."
"Kill him, and within a hundred years my Golden Phoenix clan will rise to its peak. We will surpass White Emperor City and become the strongest clan in this demonic territory."
Valerius's thoughts were sharp and decisive.
He pressed his palms together and formed a seal. Ancestral patterns burst forth behind him, blazing with golden radiance.
His bloodline power surged to the extreme, divine light coiling around him like a burning sun.
He had already made up his mind.
No matter the cost, Ethan must die today.
At that very moment, Ethan uttered a single word.
"Sleepy?!"
