Life After Prison

Chapter 1851

The gray–haired old man could only gaze at Severin in shock from several dozen feet away. His body was

trembling, and his cheeks had swollen as blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth. He wiped away

the blood and shot Severin an ugly expression, for the latter’s refusal had ignited a burning anger within

him.

Despite his rage, he could not ignore the reality that he was unable to withstand even a single blow from Severin, despite both of them being level nine royal saints. The overwhelming aura that Severin exuded

a mountain that left

Deifirm Sect and thus possessed a broader perspective on the world. He acknowledged the abundant existence of prodigies and thus had no lofty dreams in pursuit of such excellence. The brief exchange had given him a taste of Severin’s

several supreme saints.

a trump card, he hesitated to use it against Severin because he was unsure if it would be efficient enough to deliver a fatal blow. After

where he could make a breakthrough to supreme saint at the sacred lake. Doing so would allow

an elite disciple.

was nothing more than someone who got lucky. Failing to appreciate Thorold’s invitation was already bad enough, and he had to hurl further insults at him. Those actions

v without

your end tomorrow, Severin!” The man left his last words to Severin and went away

as the man left, Wuhlricht and others emerged behind Severin. Diane, wearing a long–sleeved floral–patterned

As level nine royal saints themselves, they could tell that the man was a level nine royal saint as well. Needless to say, they all wanted to know how