Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2947

The next morning, the spiritual mist dissipated gradually as spring rain descended gently on the ground. The sun's golden rays illuminated the sky and draped the earth in a radiant cloak of light.

Within a rustic-looking wooden house on Enchanted Peak, Severin lay on a soft bed while caressing Diane's plump bosom with his fingers. Beside him was Diane, whose face glowed with a rosy hue almost resembling that of a peach blossom. Her breath carried undertones of a faint floral scent.

Severin smirked at the women beside him who were all still pretending to be asleep.

Diane, who was resting her head against his broad chest, pinched Severin's waist playfully and whispered hoarsely, "You're such a bad boy. Always tiring us out."

Severin wrapped his arms around Diane's neck and murmured softly, "Only because I miss you all."

Recalling their passion from the previous night, Diane's delicate frame trembled slightly as her snow-white neck turned crimson. She let out a soft huff and blinked her eyes as she reproached him, "I don't remember you being this shameless before!"

Severin smiled knowingly and kept quiet. Sensing the growing restlessness of the women who were pretending to sleep, he circulated the mana around his body, got dressed, and left the room.

Before he left, he said to them, "Since you've all reached level eight royal paragon, you will now make preparations to reach supreme paragon! I will prepare the necessary pills for you!"

His primal soul manifested as a figure that stood at the origin of the world and overlooking the river of time. The figure's body channeled endless mana, holding the fate of the inner world's creatures at his fingertips.

There, dragons soared and clashed across the seas, while phoenixes ruled over the skies from the ceaseless volcano in the south. The Khaelens, masters of beasts, worshipped their creator—whose might reigned supreme across the land—at the foot of the celestial peach mountain.

Gazing further back into the river of time, Severin noticed a looming conflict between the three races of beings, with humanity destined to rise as the world's hegemon.

Peering into the river allowed him to discover the fate of all beings within the Small Thousand World. His eyes narrowed slightly in silent contemplation as he exhaled with a deadpan expression.