Semua Bab Life After Prison: Bab 1851 - Bab 1860

The gray-haired old man could only gaze at Severin in shock from several dozen feet away. His body was trembling, and his cheeks had swollen as blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth. He wiped away the blood and shot Severin an ugly expression, for the latter's refusal had ignited a burning anger within him.Despite his rage, he could not ignore the reality that he was unable to withstand even a single blow from Severin, despite both of them being level nine royal saints. The overwhelming aura that Severin exuded was like a mountain that left him suffocated.As the Gahrrs' great elder, he had followed Thorold to the Deifirm Sect and thus possessed a broader perspective on the world. He acknowledged the abundant existence of prodigies and thus had no lofty dreams in pursuit of such excellence. The brief exchange had given him a taste of Severin's strength—it had likely surpassed many ordinary royal saints, and might even be capable of holding his own against several supreme sa

Meanwhile, Thorold engaged in a pleasant conversation with Kiyu. Though the former was from the Deifirm Sect and the latter, the Grandiuno Sect, they shared a close association as leaders of Southsky.Thorold expressed his gratitude for the advice Kiyu gave prior. "Thank you for your guidance, mayor. I am very grateful that you—""Mister Thorold!" came a voice, interrupting Thorold's sentence. "Severin has gone too far! I asked him to come and meet you, but he refused and said that you were not worth his time. He even threatened me and hurt me!"Everyone was shocked to hear that, especially Thorold's followers. They were surprised that Severin had rejected Thorold's invitation and went so far as to harm their elder.The Gahrrs' elders, who always believed themselves to be infallible, were outraged at the intolerable acts."This is ridiculous! Allow me to drag Severin here and apologize to you!""He must think too highly of himself if he could make such remarks about you!""Death

Severin looked at the bewildered Rourie and smiled. "I apologize for misleading you. We had our reasons for hiding out attainment, and I could assure you that we did not hide our attainment on purpose."During the past month, Rourie and his family had nothing but praise for Severin and his companions. They gave Severin's group treatment that far exceeded that of ordinary honorary elders. When Rourie finally came back to his senses, he took a deep breath and waved his hand. "I was caught off guard by what happened. I didn't expect all of you to be level nine royal saints..."With eleven esteemed level nine royal saints on their side, the Chorteaus were bound to secure at least a few places in the tournament regardless of whether or not they performed well. Rourie brimmed with excitement and hurriedly headed to the mayor's side to put their names in.Kiyu was left speechless when he learned that the Chorteaus had submitted eleven participants. He warned Rourie solemnly. "Are you not a

By the time Kiyu finished speaking, Severin and Janik took their positions on the arena. A stern expression appeared on Janik's face as he glanced at the young man who had rebuked Thorold's offer. In a city where practitioners were striving to align themselves with Thorold and gain entry to the Deifirm Sect, Severin's rejection and subsequent roughing-up of the Gahrr's honorary elder was a sort of anathema to Janik. It did not sit well with Janik at all, and his expression naturally became sour as he looked at Severin.With his cold gaze locked onto Severin, Janik sneered, "It was pretty bold of you to disrespect my family's scion like that. Well, let's see what you're made of then!"In an instant, the rumble of thunderbolts emanated from Janik's body. Thunderous echoes were heard as several silver tentacles bearing fangs and claws surrounded him. It was a hair-raising sight for some.Spectators marveled at the thunderbolts that were manifested, and they looked on in awe at the elec

Severin's decisive defeat of Janik sparked an immediate commotion among the crowd. It was particularly noticeable on the mayor's side, as well as the sect elders who were sitting on the viewing platform.Among them was a handsome, salt-and-pepper-haired, middle-aged man who was clad in luxurious-looking clothes. He smiled warmly, and stroked his beard as he remarked, "Your city seems to have produced a prodigy who can kill his peers with relative ease, Mayor Kiyu!"The man's name was Ferland, an elder of the Grandiuno Sect, one of the four major sects in the whole of Southsky state. He was a level nine supreme saint, and he was in charge of the present edition of Nontwo City's sacred lake tournament.Elders from the four major sects were entrusted primarily with managing the tournament to ensure fairness. Their other aim was to identify anyone who had potential. Many disciples were nurtured by the sect from a young age, but others were recruited by the sects after excelling in the t