"Defeat You? Is that even possible?" Mirabella asked, staring at the man in profound shock. The sheer existential gap between them was not a mere ravine; it was an endless ocean.
"You are now a Divine Sovereign early stage. So I will reduce my strength to that level." He said smoothly.
Before Mirabella's stunned gaze, the suffocating, god-like pressure radiating from his physical form suddenly contracted. The endless stellar void around them shuddered as his immeasurable aura deliberately folded inward, aggressively compressing until it flawlessly matched the exact vibrational frequency of an Early-Stage Divine Sovereign.
"Okay Mirabella." The Senior floated backward, his white robes dragging against the fabric of space, effortlessly creating distance from her. Once he reached exactly 50 meters away, he stopped, his posture entirely relaxed.
