Life After Prison



It could be said that the number of prodigies in the entire Starry Sky Battlespace who possessed an elite-quality spiritual treasure did not exceed ten individuals! Sometimes the success or failure of a battle hinged on these elite -quality spiritual treasures.

Given Severin's cultivation level then, he still found it quite strenuous to fully unleash the power within the elite- quality spiritual treasure he had.

As a level three paragon, Severin could not control the elite-quality spiritual treasure for a long time. He was unable to achieve what a paragon cultivator could supposedly do, namely - shattering vast distances with a single strike.

At best, he could only have the Flameless Pinnacle hovering above his head for defense and occasionally use it to strike opponents.

It would be likely that a single strike would drain the spiritual energy from within his body, leaving him depleted, if he were to fully activate the true power of the elite-quality spiritual treasure. It was a dilemma he did not know how to solve.

Meanwhile, Halbert, his opponent, appeared relaxed and at ease. A large expanse of black, demonic energy swirled around him as if coming to life, forming a dense and impenetrable mist.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

The Soul-Devouring Bone Whip in his hand gleamed with a faint eerie light while emitting the wailing cries of tortured souls that shook the surrounding air, creating ripples like waves colliding against each other.

However, those ripples were instantly suppressed by the radiant brilliance erupting from the mountain-like Flameless Pinnacle. Seeing that his attacks could break through this turtle shell-like defense for the time being, Halbert remained unfazed.

He knew that as long as he kept attacking, Severin's defense would eventually crumble. Once Severin was at a disadvantage, Halbert would be able to effortlessly defeat him and seize the elite-quality spiritual treasure.

Halbert smiled coldly and looked mockingly at Severin at the thought of his impending win. He had initially thought Severin was formidable since he had defeated Blake, but it seemed he was nothing without his elite- quality spiritual treasure.

Level three paragon cultivators like Severin were nothing new to Halbert; he had faced and defeated many. Halbert scoffed and said, "Heh, let's see if you have any hidden trump card left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he whipped the bone whip in his hand. Hundreds of terrifying whip shadows instantly slash out along with the rolling demonic energy in the surroundings.

Each of these whip shadows pierced through the air, and the aura they emitted was enough to make any level five paragon quake in their boots. The fierce whip shadows struck the Flameless Pinnacle's descending sky-soil energy, creating intense explosions.

With each explosion, Severin was forced to retreat one step back.

Beads of sweat gradually formed on Severin's face as he struggled to contend with the relentless and intensifying onslaught. The aura emanating from Halbert was difficult for even a prodigy of the same level to withstand, especially considering Halbert was a disciple of the Yellow Ghost Tribe, which was renowned for their sinister and cunning demonic technique.

Many of Severin's skills were blocked by the mist-like demonic energy in front of Halbert, leaving him in a difficult situation. He was completely on the defensive, and the spectators nearby were shaking their heads in disappointment as they watched Severin gradually fall behind.

'It's a pity. He must be a prodigy to be able to last this long against a level five paragon when he himself is only a level three paragon. Unfortunately, his luck ran out when he came face to face in a battle with Halbert."

"Halbert is a core disciple of Yellow Ghost Tribe's sacred land, with power only surpassed by the saintmen and a

few high-ranking core disciples. I won't be surprised if an ordinary level five paragon won't be able to take him down."

"I bet it's all thanks to that elite-quality spiritual treasure that he's been able to hold out against Halbert for so long."

Among the spectators, Simeon was the most delighted. When he saw Severin falling behind, he broke into a wide grin, as if he could already anticipate Severin's imminent defeat.