Life After Prison

Chapter 2097

Oskar’s voice was calm, but those who heard him could feel an intimidating sense of oppression that threatened to suppress every living being. When the nearby sect elders heard it, they felt a chill down their spines as fear crept into their eyes. They all knew that Oskar was a seasoned level eight royal paragon, far surpassing their paragon-level strength.

Faced with the prospect of Oskar’s wrath, Wayman-elder of the Purevoid Sect-anxiously offered a placating smile. “Not at all! We had no such intentions.”

Without further delay, the elder and his other disciples scurried away. Before Oskar arrived, they had previously entertained the thought of reaping the spoils arising from that, but that motivation had since changed to getting as far away as they could.

after another the different sects’ elders led their sect members while assuring Oskar that they had never planned on attacking Severin. They left as swiftly as possible, with some wishing. they

the Marvair Sect, the Steeles, and most of the unaffiliated practitioners had left. Only the Deifirm

the crowd gone, Oskar, clad in his gray robes, focused his piercing gaze on Gwono below. His glare spoke volumes even though no

of the entire sky and form a world of its own in a single blow. Unable

laying grievously injured. The other sects’ elders who had already fled the Artic Heights observed the situation from afar. The sight of Oskar inflicting such a serious injury onto Gwono with so little effort left them all gulping in

a royal paragon… it’s