Life After Prison

Chapter 1865

Chapter 1865

The Rose–Petal Rain displayed its true powers as the petals shattered dozens of Thorold’s spears. The petals then continued their course toward Thorold. Following the sparks that were produced from the explosions. Thorold’s pupils contracted as he felt an impending sense of doom. As a level nine royal saint, he was accustomed to effortlessly dispatching same–level practitioners, and even level one supreme saints posed little difficulty to him. Unfortunately, Severin was brimming with a menacing aura

that he had never encountered before.

The approaching storm of delicate petals left Thorold with no time to formulate a contingency plan. He

could only raise his hand and command the thunderbolts around him to surge wildly. The air around him.

was whipped up a storm, and the thunderbolt vortex erupted with a formidable power. A deafening.

muffled sound of thunder was heard, and serpent–like electric currents swiftly enveloped Thorold’s body.

armor out

Severin’s sward energy collided with the

entire arena.

paled as he gazed incredulously

deemed impenetrable by

managed to protect himself with armor, the impact

weight of several mountains. He would have been dead if he failed to manifest the

time.

and blood flowed out from his mouth.

It came

survive that technique.

the Rose- Petal Rain was not required, and he could just use the True–Sun Fist

a couple more slashes of his sword, but not to the extent that it necessitated the Rose–Petal Rain. Astonished by

there were traces of blood seeping from his mouth. Dread and horror soon began to overwhelm him, and he questioned, “What kind of technique is

only an afterimage at the place he had stood earlier. His sword energy covered the sky as he attacked Thorold relentlessly. In response, Thorold

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