Shortly, Severin and the others flew toward the sword with everyone gazing at Severin with envy and jealousy.
Once everyone was on the sword, Oskar waved his hand to control the sword to fly toward the direction of the sect.
As Severin watched the sacred lake become smaller until it was just a dot, he started excited about his future. As he had expected, he was not going to advance if he continued to stay where he was. A person could only grow when there was enough room available.
Oskar personally witnessed the changes in Severin's heart and nodded, feeling pleased. "You can rest for a while. It won't be too long until we reach the sect."
Although the actual distance from the sect to the sacred lake was very far, it only required fifteen minutes of flying when the person steering the sword was a royal paragon.
Shortly, Severin saw a magnificent mountain range in front of him. The mountain range was similar to the shape of a dragon resting on the ground. It had many plants and trees all over the terrain. The level of the spiritual energy in the air was very thick.
The tallest mountain was nestled among other small mountains. Clouds, flashes of aurora, and purple vapor surrounded it. Countless white cranes were flying and circling in the sky. The forest was filled with many rare spiritual herbs. This was exactly where the Grandiuno Sect was.
When Severin and the others entered the territory, Wulricht lamented, "What a beautiful place."
It was totally different from where Bluesky Sect was.
Looking at the magnificent mountain range, Felipe took a deep breath of spiritual energy and asked, "Mister Oskar, are we reaching soon?"
He was getting very excited thinking they would train in this surreal environment.
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