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Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2360

It went without saying that the vast celestial expanse which harbored the scriptures of philosophy from true celestials was precisely where many prodigies rose higher realms.

Over at the fringes of the Big Dipper, a colossal silver flying vessel hovered silently above the planet. Emblazoned on the sail of that ethereal vessel—which resembled a spiritual treasure—was the conspicuous word 'BURKE'. That should be enough to explain whom that flying vessel belonged to.

Seated cross-legged on the bow of the vessel was a lean-figured man of towering stature. Clad in a purple robe adorned with greenish patterns, a verdant jade belt secured the robe's hems up to his waist. The tassels danced freely in the wind. White deerskin boots graced his feet. His overall being exuded a rather extraordinary aura.

A tidy bun crowned his head, secured by an intricate white crown. A purple-gold hairpin fastened his hair within the jade crown, and a closer inspection revealed that his skin was incredibly fair. It might be more supple than a woman's complexion, and a faint fragrance seemed to linger arduo him.

The tall man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed in mediation. A level seven paragon aura emanated from his being, and the circulating scriptures of philosophy summoned the elemental energy in the void above his head.

At that moment, one of the Burkes' disciples hurriedly approached him with an anxious expression.

"Sir, the fifth young master has fallen, and the Lumigold has been seized as well."

Wenzel, who was in the midst of mediating, opened his eyes abruptly. Two divine rays of light shot from his sharp eyes, tearing through the void and caused the nearby planet to tremble. The surrounding space seemed to change, and a thunderous voice resounded all throughout.

After retracting that divine power, Wenzel turned to the disciple who reported the news. With a cold gaze, he asked sternly, "And who would be so audacious as to do such a thing?"

The disciple felt a chill down his spine when that happened. His feet seemed rooted to the ground, rendering movement nearly impossible. With a trembling body, a tingling scalp, and even a quivering soul, panic and fear etched his face as he stammered, "I… I don't know."

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