It had been centuries since Kiat had been forced to give his utmost efforts to fight against someone younger than him.
In fact, he was pretty sure that releasing some of the restrictions he had put on himself was what allowed him to overcome the situation at hand.
The Sacred Elvyr was unscathed, but his current cultivation base was restricted to the Mid Specta stage.
And in addition to that, Kiat was releasing tremendous amounts of lesser divine energy that had merged with his mana.
He had erected a huge shield of wind in order to protect himself from Jason's attacks.
In the end, Jason might have been too exhausted to continue fighting, but Kiat also understood that if the young halfling were to be forced, he would simply exceed his limitations.
What he had showcased was just the extent to which he could expose himself right now.