Life After Prison

Chapter 2068

Everything that had been engulfed by the blood–red mist was reduced to dust under its terrifying power.

The other prodigies who witnessed what happened retreated immediately from the battlefield’s center and protected themselves with their defensive equipment.

In the palace’s corner, a slender figure draped in a thin gown and a gauze veil was observing Uzair’s movements. She was none other than Gillian of the Marvair Sect. Glancing at Severin, she shook her head and mumbled to herself, “He might be able to resist the attacks if he were a level nine supreme saint, but it’s a shame he’s not yet at that level.”

She remained neutral in that situation because she had not interacted much with Severin, and her sect harbored no animosity with his either. Though she was a proud prodigy of the Marvair Sect and one of Southsky’s four great beauties, she nonetheless acknowledged that Severin was a strong individual.

sect elders had cautioned her before the expedition to be wary of the Grandiuno Sect’s unprecedented sixth core disciple. After entering Wildfire’s ruins, news of Severin’s one–on–three battle, particularly his success in wounding Sian, spread rapidly. It was not until Gillian saw Severin’s strength for herself that she finally understood the true breadth

formidable strength when he faced off against three level nine supreme saints. However, a combination of Uzair’s Demonblood Gourd and Sian’s relentless attacks might prove too difficult for Severin to handle. After all, every prodigy could usually defeat those stronger than them, but to do so under the circumstances might be

intrigue as he observed Severin and the others. “Well, well. The Grandiuno Sect’s sixth core

ruins, along with claims that Severin ‘held his own against three opponents‘, ‘inflicted an injury on Sian‘, and

be formidable in his own right as a level seven supreme saint and the Grandiuno Sect’s core disciple, he seemed so much inferior compared to them. However, witnessing Severin’s composure against Uzair and

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murderous intent he harbored could no longer be contained. The spiritual energy stemming from his level nine supreme saint attainment soon erupted, and the golden lance howled as he infused it with spiritual energy. Without further ado,