After gathering his thoughts, Karl thought to himself, 'We'll see your true mettle when the sect tournament comes.'
None of the sect's younger core disciples caught Karl's attention. Even Spencer, the second core disciple with a divine constitution, was viewed as an insignificant little speck in Karl's eyes.
Severin's sudden rise was a burst of refreshing excitement for Karl, and he was eager to feel just how strong the sect's top alchemist and talented swordsman was.
Over at Pearl Light Isle, Severin had completed his seclusion and consolidated his attainment thoroughly. His majestic and mountainous aura was restrained, and any onlooker who laid eyes on him would realize that he had apparently returned to his former, aura-less self. However, his energy core emanated a golden glow that bore testament to his formidable strength.
"Level two paragon is within reach now that I'm at peak-stage level one paragon," Severin remarked. He felt the ginormous spiritual power within him, and every breath he exhaled resulted in a formidable glow of power that covered his body with his blazing battle spirit.
Upon opening the door and sensing the growing intensity of the murderous aura, Severin lamented, "It's such a shame that the tournament is in a couple of days. There's not much time left to make any further breakthroughs."
After spending over half a month in seclusion, and dedicating the past two days to gaining enlightenment through the Enlightenment Stone, time was running out. Any further breakthroughs would require him to at least wait until the tournament was over.
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