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Lady Lena's might was immense. Her casual attacks could suppress and injure Noah easily. The gap between the gaseous and the liquid stage was something that would take more than a few tricks to fill.

Noah sensed his power increasing as his ambition seeped out of his figure. His cultivation level rose as all his techniques and assets spread in the world.

'Three gaseous stage cultivators, one in the liquid stage,' Noah thought as the range of his consciousness increased. 'No gaseous stage expert can win this battle.'

That conclusion was obvious. Lady Lena's power alone could suppress him. The battle would only become harsher once her three underlings joined the fight.

'I can't escape, I can't hide, and I can't win,' Noah concluded as his power rose.