Taking One’s Divinity

Faced with Elder Brent's Wind Ripple Daggers that blanketed the sky, Fabris had no choice but to give up on his pursuit of killing Yang Ling. After snorting coldly, he flew sideways away, with a whooshing sound.

"Your attack capability is not bad, but too bad, your understanding of the Law of Wind is at a low level. You're only left with a bit of Divine Power!" Looking at Elder Brent, who had cast his Divine Domain and was flying towards him, Fabris paused and coldly continued, "Even if you were to train for another thousand years, you will not be a match for me. If you are willing to hand over your Divinity, I may be able to let you live. If not…"

Hand over his Divinity?

Elder Brent felt a physical jolt, and his heart sank deeper as he realized that this would be a battle to the death. To a Divine Level Expert, handing over his Divinity meant that he would be rendered a useless person.