บททั้งหมดของ Life After Prison: บทที่ 2191 - บทที่ 2200

"Thank you but I don't need it," Severin scoffed while facing how Karl abruptly spread his power all over the arena arrogantly.After that, a galaxy appeared in Severin's body. In the meantime, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body started boiling as that energy rushed into his limbs. Shortly, he displayed his breath of level one compete-stage paragon which rocketed into the sky and crashed the formation making the formation into an unstable stage. Ripples appeared on the formation as if a stone had been thrown into the lake.The two strands of paragon breath crashed into each other and created a loud sonic blast in the arena. It was so loud that it tore open the space in the arena.The battle was about to start. Karl hovered in the air and punched with his two fists at Severin. His fists were layered with sky-soil energy. The space shattered after the attack.Severin saw it. Without thinking for a second, smoke started appearing from his body as his blood was boilin

The Flameless Pinnacle which was originally a palm-sized large was enlarged and sparkled brightly. The beam shot through the void and destroyed everything including the air. It took just a couple of breathing times to reach somewhat near Karl.Karl saw the incoming. He did not have much time to think and could only use the God-Killing Spear to protect his body."You idiot!" Karl shouted out loud.The principles of law appeared around his body and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was let out from his body. He used the power of the level one complete-stage paragon and the spear to attack the void.Celestial light started showing on his skin to completely form a godlike statue. Kinda like a divine being from ancient times. The spear beam pierced through the void. It contained terrifying power that shook the formation of the arena.On the other hand, the beam continued to head toward Karl with strong power. In the end, it got intercepted by the spear beam where both beams coll

Severin yelled lightly and the miniature sword in front of him shot out. Originally, it was only the length of a finger. As it flew further, it continued to enlarge. From the thickness of a finger to the thickness of a pail and lastly, it was as thick as a millstone. It also grew from the length of a finger to two hundred feet long.The sword was glowing with a dark gold color. It seemed like it had the ability to cut open the sky to form a new land. With the terrifying breath, it continued to fly toward the God-Killing Spear.Everywhere it flew, the space around it would tear and create many black holes that were able to engulf the arena. With the crazy amount of the power of heaven and earth, it flew forward with the ability to destroy everything.Everyone was shocked and stunned when they saw the miniature sword. For the sword was encompassing a powerful breath that made everyone feel like they were very close to death. During that time, many of them were so scared that they quic

A single slash was all it took to reduce Karl's attainment, shatter his soul, cut his lifespan, and wound his physical body. The spectators were all wide-eyed in disbelief as Karl fell to the ground and lapsed into a coma. Any reasonable person could tell that Karl was utterly defeated and helpless. The sudden turn of events stunned the elders in charge of the arena and left them speechless for a moment.Upon regaining their senses, one elder finally declared with a resounding voice, "I hereby announce that Severin is the winner of this tournament!"His powerful proclamation echoed through the unusually quiet venue. Several moments later, the arena erupted in awe and surprise at the outcome."I'm not seeing things, am I?!""Karl…lost?""He's the first-ranked core disciple, a perfect-stage level one paragon, and a prodigy with a divine constitution! How did Severin manage to defeat him so easily?!""Severin is insanely strong! Even Karl is no match for him!""Do you think Severin

Leonnel of the Second Mountain gazed gloomily Severin. His expression was marked by unwillingness, resentment, and a hint of disbelief.Severin's final strike—the Chaotic Swordshadow—evoked a sense of fear even in a level nine royal saint like him. The immense power of heaven and earth contained within it was beyond what a fresh paragon could typically manifest. Leonnel found it easier to believe if the swordshadow was Karl's doing, or rather, the doing of the reincarnated ancient practitioner.It had only been about a year since Severin joined the sect, yet he had already rose to become a royal paragon in such a short period. His progress was so quick that even Karl was no longer a match for him. Leonnel stared at Severin's figure for some time before averting his gaze and letting out a heavy sigh. He felt a mix of emotions as the sect tournament had concluded with Severin being the declared the overall victor.Leonnel could find some solace in the outcome, at least. Though Karl ha