One by one, Dorian checked their markings.
And after several checks, he was now certain of what he was dealing with.
A Yazoju.
One with roughly similar strength to himself.
If it were before, he would be no match for it.
That's why he had taken so long to put it to sleep.
Dorian frowned, feeling half of his strength drained.
Luckily, he had long been improving his strength.
And because they were similar in power, he couldn't be rash. Every wrong move was an advantage to his enemy.
'I'm still too weak!'
Dorian was annoyed.
At the late stage of the 4th Dan, he could defeat underworld creatures younger than 800 years.
Unlike what some fantasy books would have one think, these creatures could live for a billion years.
So even an 800-year-old creature was still considered too weak.