Hearing those words from the monster that is supposed to be barring his path towards the prime treasure of the second floor, Azrael couldn't help but have his eyes widen for a second before coming back into his senses, after all, he easily accepts that this only makes sense, given that this monster seems to be far more intelligent than the Fortress Golem on the first floor.

Despite feeling extremely tempted with such offer though, knowing that this sort of opportunities is something he can only encounter once in a blue moon, the young man then nods at the offer of the towering monster in front of him, all while still keeping a bare minimum of vigilance in the case that this monster is merely tricking him to letting his guard down.

Contrary to this expectation of his though, the Twisted Principality of Permanence doesn't seem to have any malicious thoughts towards himself though, the fact alone that the air around the two of them suddenly felt far lighter than before making the young man wonder what is it that had changed.

"You can stop forcing yourself to maintain that state now, young man, I've dispelled my Divine Ability…" the individual in front of Azrael said with a voice that changed from the previous, deep, thunderous one to one filled with quite the lightheartedness and anticipation for the moments to come.

Having no choice but to do so as well given that his body, despite the aide of both his meager remaining Immortal Energy and his Absolute Regeneration ability, is already failing to recover properly with the Demonic Energy continuously wreaking havoc all across it, Azrael gritted his teeth facing the absolute risk of the monster not really doing what it had told him it did.

With his heart beating in quite the nervousness as the previous, near invincible strength that he possesses starts getting sapped away from his own body, even bringing along with it his original strength, becoming drained of it as well, the young man couldn't help but feel quite the relief in his heart as he felt no longer the drastically restricting, terrifying effects of the petrification that he had experienced multiple times previously.

A fact that is quite surprising given that he is standing just an arm length of distance away from the Twisted Principality.

Seeing Azrael's appearance gradually changing as the Demonic Energy starts to pull back as if it is now returning to its own place, the Twisted Principality of Permanence couldn't help but feel quite the shock, feeling the difference in strength between that previous white-haired form of his previous opponent and the now black-haired form of his.

This surprise though is not him thinking that the young man is way too weak in this form, but quite the opposite rather, wondering what is it that made this normal body of his so strong that he can bear the burden of increasing his own strength to such magnitude, not only preventing himself from exploding the next moment he does so but also being able to maintain such god-like state for a couple of minutes straight.

Now realizing that this young man might be far more abnormal than he had initially thought, the Twisted Principality, Zhang Tian, couldn't help but smile in anticipation as he starts preparing himself for teaching this young man, such preparation he is doing making the young man himself wonder whether this would be a good experience for him or not.

"Is this really necessary for the help you are planning to give me?" seeing Zhang Tian stretching his entire body carefully as if he is doing this with all his attention, faith and effort invested into it, Azrael asked with his lips twitching into a forced, weirded out smile, such smile only growing more apparent as he heard this monster's answer to his question.

"Of course it will be important, how the hell am I supposed to hit you with my best if I don't prepare myself first?" as he continues to stretch his limbs, eventually transitioning, beginning to crack his joints from the back of his neck down to his fingers, Zhang Tian answered with his voice now changing into a more jovial one as he never expected the young man to trust him this easily.

'This makes training him easier for me…' the monster who desires now his own demise in a glorious, most entertaining battle thought to himself as he starts using his eyes, tempered through countless trials and experience, to assess the young man's strength, his assessment something that might even rival, if not barely surpass the assessment Azrael's Golden Divine Eyes can give him.

This is solely due to the fact that the Twisted Principality of Permanence already lives through countless of centuries if not millennia, his experience far grander than what the young man stuck in the first floor for a decade has.

And now looking at the stance the young man is taking alone, Zhang Tian already starts formulating of ways to help this young man bear the burden of overloading his own body with the energy he is using more efficiently, aiming to create a solution that will at the very least, allow the young man to maintain the previous strength he is using for much longer amount of time.

'Looks like we need to start with tempering his body…' despite feeling that the young man is already quite the strong little monster in term of raw, physically prowess alone, the Twisted Principality still thought to himself as he starts thinking of ways to effectively damage the body of the monster, he is about to teach knowing just how well his ability works.

Which is, all things considered, extremely great, however, due to the special circumstances of this training, it turns into the most troublesome problem barring their way to starting the training.

"Is it possible for you to restrain your regeneration ability or skill?" resorting to the last thing that he wants to use, Zhang Tian asked as he fails to think of a way to deal with the young man's absurd regeneration skill.