Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2105

Jason's decision finally brought silence upon the bickering elders. Simeon, his son, was a prodigious talent known as one of three great prodigies in Southsky. Simeon had a lot of luck. At five, he stumbled upon the inheritance of a past lightning-affinity supreme saint in the Thunderbolt Transformation Pool and trained in the way of the Five Thunderbolt Enlightenment. By eight, he had tamed a beast king. Already in his twenties, he had just made a breakthrough to the level of a paragon, and Jason had pinned his hopes on him as a successor.

From Jason's perspective, it was impossible for Severin to become a paragon in such a short time despite having impressive talent in addition to obtaining several newfound treasures from Wildfire's ruins. Since the Deifirm Sect had decided not to confront the Grandiuno Sect directly as they were all afraid of incurring Oskar's wrath, their focus shifted to that of the Starry Sky Battlespace that would soon be upon them. There, they avenge Uzair and make good on the losses they suffered.

Meanwhile, inside a training room on Pearl Light Isle, Severin had entered seclusion and was completely oblivious to the fact that the Deifirm Sect had him on their hit list. Though he did not obtain much from the ruins, what he lacked in quantity was made up for in quality.

Whether it was Wildfire's inheritance, the Book of True Void Enlightenment, the combat technique known as the Lotus Wildfire, or the exquisite spiritual treasure known as the Sky-Soil Zenith, they were all treasures whose reach was far beyond that of ordinary supreme saints. Even paragons coveted them greatly.

Severin's first order of business after returned to the sect was to understand the Sky-Soil Zenith first and master the Sky-Soil Heptagold Sword Energy before moving on to The Book of True Void Enlightenment. As he sat cross-legged in the training room, he focused his attention onto the Sky-Soil Zenith.

The palm-sized mountain exuded a surging aura that brimmed with the rich power of the scriptures of philosophy. It was almost as if it formed a small world of its own. Though it looks small, the pressure that it would produce upon use could encompass several hundred miles, transforming into an ancient sacred mountain that would descend from the heavens above. Its boundless energy could bring instant death to any supreme saint.