Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2965

In the chaotic void, the Green Emperor's Pagoda radiated boundless green light that froze the surrounding space and destroyed the golden blood mist relentlessly. Simultaneously, the Oculus Blade gleamed with brilliance, with the three thousand rules razor-sharp and shaking the very fabric of the void.

At that moment, King Luther's enraged roar pierced through the golden blood mist, "Ahhh! Severin, I swear by my name that I will vanquish you!"

Severin's cold smile belied his resolve as he retorted, "You're better off trying to figure out a way to survive rather than making threats against me."

With practiced ease, Severin connected his soul to the heavens and earth, urging forth a surge of power from the original space that had materialized in the void via the true spirit mark in his mind. This influx of energy not only fortified his own form but also augmented the potency of the celestial weapons he wielded.

As the blood mist quivered under the dual onslaught of heavenly might and primordial power, its power soon became weaker and weaker until it was no longer discernible. Severin's consciousness had discerned King Luther's frantic attempts to reconstitute his corporeal vessel within the blood mist, but the overwhelming suppression prevented such progress from happening.

Despite King Luther's formidable resilience, Severin could not help but marvel at the royal celestial's indomitable spirit. Having gotten used to fighting across levels with almost no effort, he nonetheless suffered tremendously in the hands of King Luther. Such was the might of a royal celestial—a deserving reputation, no doubt.

Severin shook his head to dispel those thoughts and took a deep breath to calm himself down before turning his attention to the Ancestora standing nearby. Without another word, he clenched his hands into a fist and unleashed a devastating punch. His punch glowed like the sun, and it felt as though an entire galaxy was crashing down on him.

Sensing the imminent danger, the Ancestora snapped out of his jubilation at having found the original space. At that moment, he discovered that King Luther's projection was already suppressed.

The sight of the powerfully-glowing punch coming at him made the Ancestora's eyebrows twitch. He hastily attempted to evade Severin's strike and vanished into the void to avoid the brunt of the blow.