บททั้งหมดของ Life After Prison: บทที่ 2321 - บทที่ 2330

Zeb became anxious as he observed Blake's intention to relinquish the metal Uru to Severin. "But…" he protested begrudgingly."No buts. We're leaving!" Blake interrupted Zeb with a stern rebuke.As Blake spoke, his aura once again regressed to the initial-stage level five paragon. The adverse effects of forcibly enhancing his power through his bloodline power were becoming more pronounced. Even with his activated bloodline power, he was barely able to withstand the clash with Severin, as the latter was armed with an elite-quality spiritual treasure. Blake's waning strength and the severe injuries he incurred rendered a prolonged confrontation meaningless. Stay too long and he might meet his end in the confrontation.As they say, one could lose the battle and still win the war. Besides, it was just some metal Uru. Despite its rarity, the Menzies were a venerable bloodline that had produced true celestials, thus allowing them to stand on par with many of the major scared lands. Having

Within that meteorite belt, Severin was still unaware that Blake had spread his portrait and the information of his elite-quality spiritual treasure to the masses. Most of the prodigies in the Starry Sky Battlespace were aware of the situation. Upon learning that Severin's attainment was merely a level three paragon, many rushed to the meteorite belt as they believed that the elite-quality spiritual treasure in Severin's hands was an easy picking.Severin exhaled heavily and opened his eyes, revealing a glint in his pupils. His injuries had almost fully healed after the brief respite. As he stood up and directed his gaze on the meteorite belt not far ahead, a smile graced the corners of his mouth."I should gather all this metal Uru as soon as possible and then proceed to the next location!" Severin muttered to himself before swiftly retrieving the Heavenly Cauldron from his spatial ring. The cauldron grew to the size of a small hill. Severin raised his hand toward a meteorite that w

Drawing upon the information provided by the map, Severin muttered to himself, "Perhaps there are seventh-grade herbs on this planet too." He was a seventh-grade medium-rank alchemist, so any ordinary sixth-grade herbs were useless for him. Only seventh-grade herbs could ignite Severin's interest enough to warrant action. He hoped that the herbs on the planet ahead held sufficient quality to meet his exacting demands. It would be disappointing if all of them were sixth-grade herbs.With that thought in mind, Severin quelled his restless anticipation and descended to the planet's surface. As he landed on the planet, the scene before him was a vast stretch of vegetation. The air surrounding him was exceptionally fresh, though not as rich in spiritual energy as the Grandiuno Sect. Nevertheless, it was still much better than other regions of the Starry Sky Battlespace which lacked even the tiniest trace of spiritual energy.After taking a deep breath of the invigorating air, a sense of c

Severin's determined tone reverberated like a thunderbolt. He unleashed his level three paragon aura, tearing apart the surrounding space and whipping up a tempest of wind.Halbert's expression froze upon hearing Severin's resolute tone, but the stiffness was only momentary. A playful smile tugged at his lips. In his eyes, level three paragons could be crushed with the simplest of movements. As a core disciple of the Yellow Tribe Sacred Land, his demonic skills rivaled those of a level six paragon, earning him the respect of people like Blake.Evil practitioners were distinct from their righteous counterparts in that they delved into mystical techniques that consumed a person's essence, soul, and negative energy. Any practitioner not well-versed with its devious nature would not be able to easily counter an evil practitioner's attacks.Therefore, Halbert believed that Severin's fate was already sealed. "Since you do not wish to hand it over, I will have no choice but to take it myse

Severin did not just stand and watch when Halbert unleashed that attack. He deployed his spiritual treasure and formed several intricate hand seals. The Sky-Soil Zenith—which resembled a sacred mountain—transformed into a stream of light and shattered the void as it advanced. Countless powerful winds followed, carrying a formidable aura as it surged right toward Halbert.The expansive black light was obliterated in a burst of fire under the impact of the Sky-Soil Zenith. The resulting shockwave caused all matter within a few miles in the starry sky to instantaneously collapse and form a rift in space. The reverberations of the aftermath spread across the air like ripples in a tranquil pond, extending several thousand miles away.Halbert noticed a tremendous increase in Severin's strength after the deployment of the Sky-Soil Zenith. Though he was a level five paragon, Halbert could tell that gaining the upper hand would not be that easy. Rather than grumble about the situation, he fel