Life After Prison

Chapter 1980

Severin was taken aback by the sight. As a level seven supreme saint, his divine senses extended over a hundred miles, yet the large tomb of broken swords at the valley’s bottom had escaped his notice during his flight to the seventh mountain.

As he retracted his vision, Severin mused to himself, The Sword Tomb is exactly as I expected it to be.”

“Come with me. I’ll bring you there!” Yaacob interrupted Severin’s thoughts. He then rose into the air and dived straight down without a second thought.

of swordwill as they descended. After a while, the two

Sword Tomb was sprawled dozens of miles

emanated a faint yet chaotic swordwill which were interwoven into a barrier that seemed to cause one’s divine senses to dull. Despite Severin’s level seven supreme saint attainment, his spiritual awareness

realized that was the reason he was unable to sense anything earlier. It was the chaotic mass of all the swordwill that concealed the Sword Tomb’s presence. Beside him, Yaacob pointed to the center of the tomb and said, “Here we are. It has existed for over ten thousand years since the Grandiuno Sect’s establishment. No one knows how many broken swords and swordwills are in there, and the malevolent energy accumulated within discourages even the

the malevolent energy within the tomb was very strong, and even Severn–a level seven supreme saint with a robust physique–felt a scratch on his forearm within seconds of being in there. He looked. over

aggressive aura surged like a shark drawn to blood, prompting Severin to quickly circulate his energy and creating a protective shield to fend off the malevolent energy wanting