Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2569

Before long, Severin's had calmed down gradually, revealing a desolate world before him. He released his divine senses and expanded to a range of several dozen miles, it was as if it hit an invisible wall, blocking any further progress. During his exploration with his divine sense, Severin found that there were so many formations and restrictions around him that it made his scalp tingle.

After retracting his divine sense, Severin muttered to himself with a tingling scalp, "Hiss! It was indeed a secret realm opened by the first immortal of humans. Even a level nine royal paragon wouldn't dare to charge recklessly."

After saying that, he set off immediately towards the east. The entire small world within the secret realm was extremely desolate, with thin spiritual energy. However, the scripture of philosophy here was much denser than the outside world, giving Severin a feeling of being in a cave heaven. He took a deep breath, greedily enjoying the scripture of philosophy in the surroundings. His inner world operated crazily, absorbing the surrounding scripture of philosophy into his body.

Just as he flew less than a hundred miles, Severin's divine sense sensed strong residual waves of battle not far away. The surrounding space seemed to tremble, revealing large ripples in the space.

Severin was somewhat surprised. Only a level five royal paragon able to cause tremors in space for hundreds of miles. As a newly advanced royal paragon, even if they awakened the truth of martial arts and enlightenment, and refined it into oneself, the understanding of space still couldn't be considered too strong. They could only barely tear open the void and create fissures. The residual waves of battle made the void tremble indicated that this was definitely not something a newly advanced royal paragon could compare to!

Severin immediately restrained his own aura and used Void Concealment to hide himself in the void and slowly flew towards the location of the battle. After dozens of breaths, Severin stopped in his tracks and looked up at the sky not far away. Soon, Severin saw two figures colliding rapidly on a mountain peak several miles away, surrounded by a flurry of sword and blade lights.

One of them appeared to be around thirty years old, wearing a white robe, looking like a weak scholar with no strength. He was Hugo Schoolings.