Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 3065

High above the border sea, a tumultuous burst of chaotic energy had erupted violently. In its wake, there seemed to be divine fury as the heavens trembled and thunder roared. A deluge of crimson blood cascaded down, crashing upon the border sea and producing towering waves. The rain crashed into the sea like droplets sizzling upon a scalding oil pan.

Nearly all the true immortals, along with the quasi-royal celestials locked in combat, raised their gazes to the heavens. Among them, Wilbur—the prodigy of the Clear Wind Sect who was ranked fifth on the True Dragon Board—gazed upon the descending blood rain with a mixture of horror and astonishment. His scalp tingle, and he muttered to himself, "Now I understand how you've earned the favor of our royal celestials. You hardly unleashed your full might when you dealt with Robyn the last time around!"

Wilbur was aware of Severin's formidable prowess as Bleurealm's prodigy and the person who vanquished Eoin and Robyn. The latter two were a quasi-royal celestial and a highly-esteemed ancient true immortal. However, Wilbur did not expect that Severin's power would be so strong as to witness the instantaneous demise of a quasi-royal celestial so briefly into the battle.

After all, a quasi-royal celestial should not be taken to have the strength as any ordinary true immortal—they were elite practitioners in a class of their own. Moreover, having tempered their paths to perfection, gathered all three selves, and guided by the three thousand laws, they were strong enough to escape even when they were on the brink of defeat.

Hartberg, the old wacko, had famously engaged in a seven-day battle to slay a quasi-royal celestial at the border sea. Yet, Severin's ability to dispatch one so swiftly underscored his peerless strength, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was near-invincible.

Wilbur counted himself fortunate for not engaging Severin directly during their previous treasure hunt in the east sea. Meanwhile, across the expanse, Amin, successor to the Heaven Palace and direct disciple of Lawrence, stood agape in disbelief.

Fear crept into his heart. "No wonder the master decided to bestow Severin with an item as valuable as the Eighturn Golden Pill. His strength might rival even that of royal celestials!" Amin resolved not to get on Severin's bad side in the future.

"Who could that individual be? To think that he dealt with a quasi-royal celestial with such ease! Everyone knows that Segerne is a genius on the extraterrestrial's prodigy list!" another marveled.

"This is frightening, to say the least. He killed a royal celestial with barely any effort at all. When did our realm produce something like that?" they mused, grappling with the enormity of the feat.

Meanwhile, across the divide, the antagonists from the Devil Realm were cloaked in silence.