Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2689

The noisy and crowded square was instantly quiet. Several barbaric cultivators looked over to examine Severin from top to bottom.

A moment later, they started a heated discussion.

"Severin? Is he the one who killed four saintmen in the Eastern Sea secret realm?"

"Even if he is the Severin, it is useless. The Infinite Strength Monument is used to test a person's body strength. Look at him. He is so thin and tiny. I don't think he can make it to the top hundred."

"Hahaha. Don't be so mean."

"Well, it's true. Cultivators like him concentrate on practicing mana. I don't get why is he interested in trying the Infinite Strength Monument. Doesn't he know he is going to look like a fool later?"

Tristram heard the discussions and smiled happily. Ever since Severin was here, he felt like the gap between him and Severin was getting bigger and he could only watch as Severin advanced further.

It was just six months ago. During the time of the Starry Sky Battlespace, Tristram was a level seven paragon and a famous prodigy. Now he had become a level four royal paragon.

However, Severin advanced and improved faster than him and was a level eight royal paragon now. He could kill a supreme paragon.

Even Allen treated him with respect and honor. Severin's progress made Tristram feel despair and helpless.

Initially, he was given the order to bring Severin and Carson on a tour of the city. He did not expect Severin would want to try out the Infinite Strength Monument. It gave Tristram a chance to vent his frustration.

The requirement to have a powerful body strength was to have a strong body. And mana was a different type of power. No matter how strong Severin was, it was impossible for him to have a body as strong as a barbaric cultivator.

The next moment, he walked toward the monument. His energy and blood rose up to the sky. The pure physical strength shocked the space and created large ripples.

Tristram who was waiting to mock Severin was dumbstruck to see the majestic energy and blood unleashed by Severin.

"How is that possible? Why is his body so strong? His energy and blood are so powerful and hot like the oven of heaven and earth!"

It was a surprise to Tristram because as a level four royal paragon and the prince of barbaric, he could not achieve that.

Severin did not care about Tristram. He balled up his fist, gathered all of his strength, and punched it at the Infinite Strength Monument.

A loud thud sound resounded throughout the city. Immediately, the crowd saw the monument shimmering with sky-soil light.