Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 3009

Severin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead when he saw Eliza's lifeless body floating before him. "That ancient true immortal was truly worthy of the Celestial Lord title. He almost had me there."

The memory of Eliza's near-supernatural powers left a lasting impression on Severin. Without the Small Thousand World within him, the heavenly heart imprints, and the celestial weapon, and the space-time domain that formed the trump card of the space-time path, he would have never been able to stand a chance against Eliza.

Severin grew more cautious and apprehensive about the impending realm convergence, which was due in another two months. If a Celestial Lord could pose such a threat, then there was no telling what quasi-royal celestial or a royal celestial was capable of doing.

A Celestial Lord was nothing more than an ancient true immortal. They were individuals who had picked up the rules of heaven and earth before the world became fragments. Their power was strong enough for them to remain invincible over those of the same realm, in addition to annihilating foes of higher levels. Though he was revered with various titles of respect, he paled in comparison to the ancient royal celestial.

Severin had a solemn look in his eyes as he gazed at Eliza's lifeless form.

Suddenly, a deafening thunderclap snapped Severin back to reality.

The heavens and earth mourned the fall of a true immortal. Dark clouds shrouded the sky of the Devil Realm, with thunder echoing through the river of time. Severin realized that he could not linger any longer, so he hastily seized Eliza's corpse before tearing through the space. He activated the power of the heavenly heart imprints and wasted no time in entering the rift.

As the space-time realm dissipated, the disciples of the Eliza Sect finally grasped what had transpired at the battlefield. Their shock was palpable as they beheld Severin carrying Eliza's body.

It was not until the muffled thunder resounded and the sky wept blood that the mirages resulting from a true immortal's demise unfolded and the disciples snapped out of their stupor.

"No! This is impossible!"

Several million miles away from the Eliza Sect, a quasi-royal celestial gasped in surprise atop a mountain reeking of death. "A Celestial Lord has fallen! The realm is mourning!"

In the depths of the Devil Realm's Sea, a zyur with six wings and a ghastly visage stared at the sky in disbelief. "Eliza has fallen?!"

Meanwhile, in the celestial palace above the heavens, King Luther's chess match with Oliver was interrupted by the upheaval. The river of time on their board surged, sending their chess pieces clattering across the board.

Observing the chaos, King Luther's expression shifted. "Has Eliza died? What could this mean?"

The two royal celestials furrowed their brows, bewildered by the sudden death of the true immortal.