Divine-level martial artists, on the other hand, could manifest their energy externally and use it to harm or even murder others without anyone realizing it. Low-level martial artists weren't even in the same league as them. Even in Millsburg, where powerful martial artists converged, divine-level martial artists were existences to fear. It was no wonder Joshua had won the Grant family's favor—how could he not when he possessed such talent and potential? Which family wouldn't want to have something to do with him?

"Dad, are divine-level martial artists truly that powerful? How will Joshua fare against Dustin?" Tina asked curiously.

"Joshua can destroy that brat with a snap of his fingers!" Edwin said proudly.

"That's great! Joshua, you have to teach him a good lesson on my behalf!" Tina said excitedly.

"There's no hurry to deal with Dustin—he's a weakling that can be slaughtered at any time. What's more important now is that we have to give Joshua and Jade a proper welcome."