Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2929

Meanwhile, Severin battled against the biting cold wind and pressed forward with a determined look. The icy gusts of the ancient icefield assailed him, lashing his entire body and leaving him riddled with wounds. Yet, Severin was impervious to the pain. He was driven by a singular determination to continue moving forward.

Behind him, Carson and Willette exchanged a glance while guarding him. They had noticed the distinct lack of fluctuations in Severin's mana which gave the impression that Severin was just an ordinary mortal.

Carson began to notice something amiss with Severin throughout the entire journey. From his initial perplexity when Severin chose to walk like a mortal in Eastplain to their trek across the icefield, Carson found himself increasingly astonished by Severin's demeanor. That stemmed, in large part, due to the face that Severin's aura could not be sensed at all, regardless of how much he sensed it!

If Severin was not walking right before his eyes, then Carson might have suspected that Severin had already ascended to immortality.

Beside him, Willette peered over with confusion, "Is this the kind of rigorous training that Severin mentioned?" he questioned.

"I can't say I'm sure," Carson said after a pause, shaking his head. He was a half-immortal, yet he was somehow unable to detect Severin's aura in the slightest. It was as if Severin was enveloped in an impenetrable fog.

Meanwhile, in the depths of the Primordial Sacred Land at Midland, the Ancestora wore a grim and sullen expression as he returned from the river of time. "All that tireless searching, and for what? I still can't locate the Bleurealm's original space. Does this mean I am not destined to become Lord of the Realm?"