Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2928

Carson and Willette had rushed there immediately after sensing the aura from the battle, but their divine senses failed to detect any signs of the corpse puppet.

Severin smiled and offered no words.

The space-time domain carried unbridled power that, once unleashed, rendered those on the outside of the domain unable to sense what was happening within. It served both offensive and defensive purposes that was rightly considered a trump card in his arsenal.

Though the corpse puppet crafted after Xavier's remains was indeed very strong, Severin's space-time domain was inescapable for anyone who was not immortal, who did not comprehend the flow of time, or who were never exposed to the rules of time.

Severin's silence led Carson to feel a pang of embarrassment. He made such a huge declaration of vengeance against the corpse puppet, only to learn that his junior uncle had already dealt with it.

Carson did not doubt Severin's abilities as the memory of Severin obliterating the Wendigo was still fresh in his mind.

Abner extended his gratitude once again. "Thank you for your help. Would you be free to join me in our ancestral land's cave heaven?"

As the crisis in Eastplain had been resolved, Severin said, "Other matters require my attention now that we have successfully averted a disaster. I'll take up your offer another time." Severin as far more interested to travel further and find the opportunity that would lead him to immortality. Time was of the essence.

Abner felt a twinge of regret and wanted to try to convince Severin a second time. However, Severin had since darted off in a streak of light and vanished in an instant.

Seeing as Severin had left, Carson and Willette knew that they had to leave too.

"We'll be back next time! That's for sure!" Carson said.

Being a half-immortal meant that he stood at the near-peak of attainment. Those who could produce vitality from their energy as well as gain immunity to all sorts of diseases and poison should not rightly feel cold simply because the air was cold.

Even if the ancient icefield was a land with thin spiritual energy and was hostile to the survival of all living beings, a practitioner like Severin whose physical body was comparable to a celestial weapon could not possibly feel cold due to his surging power of energy and blood.

Yet despite his potent inner energy, the biting chill assailed him as he set foot on the icefield, making him feel mortal for the first time in many years. As he faced the howling cold wind, he declared firmly, "The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!"

At that moment, Severin failed to perceive the subtle shift within his inner world after having deactivated his divine senses—an indescribable aura had begun to blossom from within.

Within his inner world, the almost mirage-like river of time started to glow and materialize, as if it could exit from his body at the next moment.