Life After Prison

Chapter 2027

Chapter 2027

Chapter 2027

Confidence radiated from Uzair’s face. As the lead disciple representing the Deifirm Sect this time, he was already a genius of the sect, and the Thunderbolt Constitution he awakened was no less inferior to a Divine Body. Moreover, with his current cultivation reaching the eighth–grade supreme saint, if he went all

out, even a ninth–grade supreme saint wouldn’t be his match!

In Uzair’s eyes, Severin had only been in Granduino Sect for half a year, and his cultivation was not

impressive. Even if Severin had extraordinary talent and awakened a Divine Body, breaking through to the

fifth–grade of the supreme saint level in such a short time was commendable.

Thorold felt grateful, and he thanked Uzair. “Thank you, Senior Brother!”

They were fellow disciples, and their bond was quite deep.

Since the last failure to compete for the sacred lake quota, Thorold paid a great price upon returning to

the Deifirm Sect. He chose to give up his chance to become a Deifirm Sect divine heir and handed the

slot over to Uzair’s clan mate. That was equivalent to becoming a core disciple in the Granduino Sect,

they could be contenders for the position of divine heir. This was also why Thorold harbored such hatred

towards Severin,

At this moment, Severin had arrived at the Raze Mountains with the Granduino Sect’s ship. He suddenly

sensed a gaze filled with hidden hostility fixed on him. With Severin’s current complete–stage cultivation

at the ninth–grade supreme saint, he understood the strength he possessed.

In an instant, he identified the owner of that gaze.

Gazing at the Deifirm Sect’s residence on the distant mountaintop, Severin quickly noticed Thorold in the

crowd. Feeling the aura of Thorold, who was at the second–grade supreme saint, Severin sneered, “Huh,

this guy broke through to the supreme saint level?”

Beside him, the women including saw Severin’s cold expression, and they followed his gaze.

“It’s him!” Gilda frowned slightly, her mouth emitting a chilly shout, “Thorold from the Gahhrs in Nontwor

City!”

Thorold had suffered defeat at the hands of Severin, missing the chance to enter the sacred lake. Animosity had long been established between the two factions, Encountering each other once again, Diane and her companions anticipated inevitable clashes during their time in the ruins.

Sheila looked back at Severih, expressing concern. “Severin, I observed the person beside Thorold exuding a formidable aura, and the way he looks at you is predatory. Be cautious once we enter the ruins!”

Severin responded with a faint smile, “No worries! That person can’t harm me.”

This statement was not arrogance on Severin’s part but a reflection of his current seventh–grade supreme saint–level cultivation. Even if facing a ninth–grade supreme saint, he could keep pace in battle.

Moreover, he held a trump card–the chaotic swordwill that erupted into the Sky–Soil Heptagold Sword Energy. This technique would even slay a recently ascended paragon, let alone someone like Uzair, a mere eighth–grade supreme saint–level cultivator.

At this moment, Myles, along with two other core disciples, Raymond and Celeste, arrived beside Severin.

Myles shared information with a cheerful demeanor, “The leader of the prodigies representing the Deifirm Sect is named Uzair. He possesses remarkable cultivation, a complete eighth–grade supreme saint, and he also has the Thunderbolt Constitution. Rumor has it that his lightning techniques are astonishing. earning him the title of the second–in–command in the Delfirm Sect.”

After discussing Uzair’s details, Myles turned to Severin, paused, and pointed toward the direction of the Purevoid Sect’s camp, saying. “Leading the Purevoid Sect is Safiq Gangly, also an eighth–grade supreme saint–level cultivator. His mastery in swordsmanship is formidable, but in your presence, I reckon he is not worth mentioning.”

Following Myles’s gaze, Severin saw a black–clad man carrying a long sword in the Purevoid Sect’s camp. The man exuded an ancient aura, akin to a sharp sword concealed in its sheath, emanating an unmistakable sharpness.

“This person’s swordsmanship is restrained, seemingly having achieved some level of proficiency.”

Severin nodded.

Myles chuckled heartily, understanding Severin’s innate talent in swordsmanship. Hence, when

introducing Safiq, he emphasized it less than he did with Uzair.

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