Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2448

As the years passed and more individuals ventured into the Starry Ancient Palace, a great portion of its enigmas were already unveiled. One elusive opportunity remained—the legendary chance to ascend to immortality.

Severin was able to glean some knowledge about that opportunity from the Starry Token and the jade slip left behind by Old Wacko. It was a droplet of a True Immortal's essence.

Essence harbored an unimaginable power in the context of attainment. In moments of dire need, ordinary practitioners would often ignite their essence and employed escape techniques to evade pursuers. However, the essence of a true celestial held the very essence of celestial power, which were further suffused with the philosophical rules of the celestial realm. Mastering those laws were the key to becoming a celestial.

It was precisely why countless prodigies over the years had been drawn to the irresistible prospect of becoming a celestial. Though supreme paragons had lifespans spanning ten thousand years, such was but a mere blip in the eternal continuance of perpetuity. During their lifespan, they would eventually meet their demise or reincarnate if they could not achieve immortality. Hundreds upon thousands of people chose the way of attainment for the sole reason of becoming a higher being.

In the face of the allure of celestial ascension, it was not only paragons and heavily prodigies who were consumed by such fervor. Even formidable supreme paragon would be ensnared by such a promise. Thankfully, the Starry Sky Battlespace only entry to prodigies who fulfilled the dual condition of being paragons and under the age of thirty-five. Lack of either or both conditions would render the enigmatic realm forever out of reach.

As Severin shook off the tangled thoughts swirling in his mind, Severin pressed on to explore the remaining palaces. However, he soon lamented the fact that most had already been thoroughly investigated by those who came before him. After scouring dozens of palaces, his findings amounted to little more than some metal Uru—a meager consolation prize.

Before one become an immortal, one must first pave the way through a path. The journey was unique to each individual immortal, but few in Bleurealm had successfully forged their own path and those who had would have already ascended to become an immortal.

Possessing a droplet of True Immortal's essence would offer a shortcut, granting direct access to the celestial laws inscribed within. Though it was not considered a path that one paved one's way with, it was still a means of ascension. Nobody could resist such temptation.

As he had already anticipated, multicolored comets streaked across the sky and darted toward the True Immortal's essence at breakneck speed.