Severin's pupils suddenly contracted in shock. With the appearance of the heavenly heart imprints, it was no wonder that those royal celestials would make such a significant move. It was a divine artifact, after all, one that harbored the secret of the Bleu Celestial Realm's original space.
Severin's heart tightened at that realization. He, too, possessed a fragment of the heavenly heart imprint. Should such information be made known to the public, it would undoubtedly attract the attention of several royal celestials. At that moment, he resolved secretly to conceal the heavenly heart imprints.
After spending most of the day reminiscing with the old wacko, Severin felt incredibly pleased as he departed. Before he left, he informed the old wacko where he and the Longevity Alliance was staying and extended an invitation for him to join them. However, the old man declined and merely bid Severin farewell with a smile.
As Severin's figure faded into the distance, a flicker of relief graced Hartberg's expression. He later murmured to himself and said, "You've grown so much in just ten years. Could you be Armin's successor? Or his reincarnation?"
Though Hartberg was a name that he was known by within the Celestial Realm, his other name, Magvani, was a renowned figure in the Bleu Celestial Realm of yore—he was one of the four emperors.
The old wacko could not help but feel a pang of sadness as he recalled the past. If not for that incident, he might have been able to make a breakthrough to quasi-celestial regent. The four emperors were all powerful figures at peak-stage quasi-royal celestial. Magvani was the second only to the celestial sovereign, and thus oversaw military campaigns, the management of celestial bodies, and the fate of the dynasty.
The news sent shockwaves through the city. Severin did not hesitate in the slightest and understood that it was time to intervene and quell the turmoil. He tore the void apart with his thoughts and enveloped himself in the power of time and space, thus allowing him to reach the above the border sea in an instant.
Upon arrival, Severin found himself amidst familiar faces. Amin, successor of the Heaven Palace, rode atop a dragon horse in the clouds. Wilbur, adorned in golden battle armor and wielding a painted halberd, exuded the power of the quasi-royal celestial. Nearly all the quasi-royal celestials of the city had gathered. Severin glanced around them and saw about eight or nine individuals.
As acquaintances exchanged congratulations and reminisced, Severin cast his gaze toward the opposite shore of the border sea. Nine imposing figures stood there, their presence above heaven and earth, and their eyes like suns and moons inverted. A myriad of paths rose and fell around them, illuminating them with the radiance of cosmic laws.
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