Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2223

Sian had a look of disgust as he observed the bluish-green fog surrounding him and sensed the countless creepy crawlies at his feet. Despite his repulsion, Sian followed his clan elder silently and suppressed his aversion to the area by focusing on the purpose of the expedition. His expression darkened as he sensed the faint pain from the wound on his right arm and shoulder, coupled with the parasite-like swordwill embedded in the wound.

"Severin!" Sian muttered silently to himself, desiring nothing more than to tear Severin apart. Ever since Severin severed his arm in the Artic Heights, Sian had become a subject of ridicule and mockery among Southsky's practitioners. His pathetic escape had become the talk of the town. Worse still, the lingering swordwill prevented his arm from being reattached, jeopardizing his prospects to make a breakthrough to paragon.

Had that not happen, then the resources in his clan and his innate talent would have propelled him to paragonhood long ago. It was a good thing then, that his family was able to discover an ancient text that detailed a possible way to reattach his arm.

Sian harbored a deep resentment toward Severin ever since what happened in the Artic Heights. The mere thought of his humiliation left him seething. He gritted his teeth and vowed to make Severin pay when they met in the Starry Sky Battlespace.

He turned to the elder beside him and said, "Let's make haste, Uncle Hasa. We need to locate the Chaotic Evil Practitioner's Arm as fast as possible. I'll need some time to get used to it before entering the Starry Sky Battlespace. I want nothing more than to let Severin taste defeat in my hands!" Hasa sensed Sian's heightened determination and joyfully complied.

He recalled how Sian had spiraled into depression following the events at the Artic Heights. It had been difficult for Sian to accept that defeat, and he became a shadow of his former self. All he did was lie about and take naps, or drink his sorrows away. The enthusiasm he had for attainment had since disappeared, and not even a breakthrough to level nine supreme saint with the use of those Breakthrough Pills was enough to rejuvenate his fighting spirit.