Chapter 2690

The majestic energy and blood shot into the sky turned into a pillar of light, and illuminated ten thousand miles of land.

As the anomalies happened, the crowd saw a line of golden words appearing on the monument.

Severin Feuillet. Level eight royal paragon. Three hundred thousand power of sky-solid.

The barbaric cultivators in the square who did not think Severin would make it to the top hundred were stunned. Instantly, the square was in an uproar.

"Damn it! Three hundred thousand power of sky-solid!"

"How did he do it?"

"He is in third place. Only the grand priest and barbarian king are stronger than him. No one else in the same stage as him in the clan is stronger than him!"

"He is not one of us but why does he have such a strong body?"

"Oh, my god! Three hundred thousand power of sky-solid! A strand of sky-soil energy weights a mountain and could destroy a hundred miles of earth."

The barbaric cultivators at the square were stunned at the result. The barbaric were the desc