Even though the scorpion hadn't been killed by the poison, it had been severely weakened by it. Its current power was only that of a peak Rank 3 beast, if that. That meant that he still had a chance, no matter how small it was.
Adrian drew in a deep breath and forced his Qi to circulate at full speed.
His meridians roared to life, heat flooding through his limbs. Flames danced along the surface of his sword as he shot forward, exploding into motion.
'Astral Steps.' Without even speaking, he activated his movement technique, his figure vanishing into the void while dashing towards the beast.
The scorpion met him head-on, stinger streaking downward. Adrian slid beneath it, blade carving a spiral through the air, and severed a chunk of the stinger's edge.
