Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2967

Within a starry palace at the devil realm, the river of time surged violently on the chessboard. A ray of gray light traversed through the chaos of infinite space and time until it finally returned to King Luther.

As King Luther absorbed the ray into his soul, his expression soured and he exuded a sinister aura.

The handsome figure nearby could noy help but chuckle. "Why are you so grim, my friend?"

King Luther treated cautiously when facing Oliver, the ruler of the foreign extraterrestrial race. He took a deep breath and explained the situation regarding his projection and its primal spirit.

Oliver, astonished by the news that a newly-ascended true immortal had vanquished a royal celestial's projection, tugged at the hair on his temples before saying, "Fragments of the celestial realm in Bleurealm? And an inheritor of that old man? This is getting intriguing. Ever since the ancient battle when Armin wielded his divine sword to slash the Bleu Celestial Realm just before his demise, we have yet to find any information about the celestial realm despite eras of searching. Any leads seem to dissipate into the boundless chaos."

Pausing briefly, he then added, "Who would have thought that a prodigy like that would emerge where the celestial fragments had evolved."

Oliver gazed at the golden river of time on the chessboard, as if peering through the endless void to behold Severin in Bleurealm.

Listening intently, King Luther lowered his gaze and asked Oliver respectfully, "Do you wish to forcibly divine the secret of heaven and uncover the whereabouts of the celestial realm's fragments?"

Two foreign emperors were slumbering and barely survived on the blood offerings once every era, while other royal celestials embroiled in battles against the immortal realm and were unable to move beyond the boundary because they were blocked by the world's primordial layer.

Therefore, it was not ideal for a royal celestial to free themselves and search for the Bleurealm's location.

As Oliver had proposed, uniting the broken heavenly heart imprint would draw the realms together, and the final merging would bring forth the Bleu Celestial Realm of yore. By that time, the divine swordwill that had reigned for centuries and prevented the worlds from merging would weaken, and the divination of heaven's secrets could be done more completely. It would then be much easier to destroy all those weaker than him while tracing back to the origin of time.

King Luther placed a chess piece firmly on the board and aid with a chuckle, "Severin, you shall find me awaiting you in the devil dream."