It was the first time that Severin encountered such an arrangement whereby the organizers gave away two places after recognizing that it would be difficult for them to win against him. After all, there were fifteen spots available in the tournament, and they were hoping he would not throw his hat into the ring after two gratuitous spots.Severin reflected on the proposal before saying with a grin, "Two places aren't enough."He was not alone in feeling that way. Wuhlricht, Felipe, and his wives were all eagerly awaiting to secure a breakthrough at the sacred lake. They were not about to accept a measly two places just because it was given to them as a concession.Severin's rebuff of their offer elicited a stark change of expression in Kiyu, Rourie, and the rest of the Chorteaus."It would be wise to accept it," Rourie suggested with a wry smile. "I heard that the Gahrrs and Lischalts have already recalled their disciples from the Deifirm Sect and Purevoid Sect for this tournament."
Inside the mayor's mansion, a fair-skinned young man sat in silence as he sipped some spiritual tea. The young man was Thorold, and he was surrounded by seven or eight of his family's elders. Thorold exuded a thunderous aura despite his youthful appearance, and the elders around those elders were that of a level seven or level eight royal saint.Having joined the first-tier Deifirm Sect in Southsky a few years ago, Thorold started as an outer disciple. He later put in a tremendous amount of effort and became a level nine royal saint, after which he was allowed to become an inner disciple of the sect. His combat prowess was formidable, making him a force to be reckoned with even by level one supreme saint.His return to Nontwo City was aimed at helping the Gahrrs secure some benefits, and in turn, he could bring some of the Gahrrs' elders to the sect and have them serve as his attendants. Thorold came back and learned about the existence of a formidable individual named Severin who ha
The visitor was a level nine royal saint. He was a gray-haired old man clad in green, and his arms were reminiscent of withered tree branches. As soon as he showed up above the Chorteaus' estate, he skipped any formal introduction and called out to Severin by name."Where is Severin? Tell him to come out here right this instant!" The contempt and arrogance in the man's expression led Severin to feel a sense of disgust. It was clear that the person was either from the Gahrrs or the Lischalts. He arrived hot on the heels of Kiyu's departure, and it was quite obvious that he came with ill intentions.Severin sneered as an illusory sun appeared in his eyes. The strange light emanating from his pupils seemed to be laden with a terrifying power. His spiritual energy began to surge as he rose from the ground and advanced swiftly toward the gray-haired old man.Severin sneered. "Who are you?"The gray-haired old man might be a level nine royal saint, but a strong feeling of intimidation an
The gray-haired old man could only gaze at Severin in shock from several dozen feet away. His body was trembling, and his cheeks had swollen as blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth. He wiped away the blood and shot Severin an ugly expression, for the latter's refusal had ignited a burning anger within him.Despite his rage, he could not ignore the reality that he was unable to withstand even a single blow from Severin, despite both of them being level nine royal saints. The overwhelming aura that Severin exuded was like a mountain that left him suffocated.As the Gahrrs' great elder, he had followed Thorold to the Deifirm Sect and thus possessed a broader perspective on the world. He acknowledged the abundant existence of prodigies and thus had no lofty dreams in pursuit of such excellence. The brief exchange had given him a taste of Severin's strength—it had likely surpassed many ordinary royal saints, and might even be capable of holding his own against several supreme sa
It was therefore unsurprising that the Gahrrs would send their people over to cause trouble. Felipe, Wuhlricht, and Diane finally grasped why Severin had refused. Diane seemed particularly concerned over it as she asked, "Won't the Gahrrs target you tomorrow after you refused their offer?"Severin grinned in response and caressed Diane's worried face. He reassured her in a gentle voice, "It'll be fine. The Gahrrs are just a bunch of clowns to me! Let them face me in the arena tomorrow if they think they have what it takes. Why would they offer me two places if they aren't afraid of me? It's all because I defeated three of the Walpens' level nine royal saints!" He finished off with a sarcastic remark.Sheila nodded. "Yeah! But we shouldn't underestimate them though. They are likely to be very formidable as inner disciples of the Deifirm Sect and Purevoid Sect. We must remain cautious.""Yes," Gilda concurred. "That goes without saying."Severin shook his head helplessly as he listen
Meanwhile, Thorold engaged in a pleasant conversation with Kiyu. Though the former was from the Deifirm Sect and the latter, the Grandiuno Sect, they shared a close association as leaders of Southsky.Thorold expressed his gratitude for the advice Kiyu gave prior. "Thank you for your guidance, mayor. I am very grateful that you—""Mister Thorold!" came a voice, interrupting Thorold's sentence. "Severin has gone too far! I asked him to come and meet you, but he refused and said that you were not worth his time. He even threatened me and hurt me!"Everyone was shocked to hear that, especially Thorold's followers. They were surprised that Severin had rejected Thorold's invitation and went so far as to harm their elder.The Gahrrs' elders, who always believed themselves to be infallible, were outraged at the intolerable acts."This is ridiculous! Allow me to drag Severin here and apologize to you!""He must think too highly of himself if he could make such remarks about you!""Death
Severin observed the crowd silently, noting that there were few level nine royal saints. Of course, there was every possibility that some had deliberately concealed their attainment. As a result, Severin decided it would be best not to underestimate anyone. As he scanned the surroundings, he suddenly sensed a somewhat murderous gaze landing upon him. Being a level nine royal saint, Severin's perception of the external world was so acute that he immediately identified the source.Not far from the Chorteaus' waiting area stood a young man in a black robe. The young man was surrounded by a group of people, and the onlookers gasped in awe when they recognized him."Isn't that Thorold Gahrr? He's an inner disciple of the Deifirm Sect! I didn't expect to see him return for the tournament!""Rumor has it that Thorold was born with the Thunderbolt Constitution! His ability to wield thunderbolt is second to none!""The Gahrrs seem to have put in their all to compete for a spot in the tourna
Severin looked at the bewildered Rourie and smiled. "I apologize for misleading you. We had our reasons for hiding out attainment, and I could assure you that we did not hide our attainment on purpose."During the past month, Rourie and his family had nothing but praise for Severin and his companions. They gave Severin's group treatment that far exceeded that of ordinary honorary elders. When Rourie finally came back to his senses, he took a deep breath and waved his hand. "I was caught off guard by what happened. I didn't expect all of you to be level nine royal saints..."With eleven esteemed level nine royal saints on their side, the Chorteaus were bound to secure at least a few places in the tournament regardless of whether or not they performed well. Rourie brimmed with excitement and hurriedly headed to the mayor's side to put their names in.Kiyu was left speechless when he learned that the Chorteaus had submitted eleven participants. He warned Rourie solemnly. "Are you not a
At that instant, Infernatur and Damnatur felt a sudden chill, as if an impending doom loomed on the horizon.Severin then said softly to them, "I'm gonna need you as a helping hand!"Infernatur and Damnatur recoiled as a horrifying realization dawned upon them."Have you taken that leap?" Infernatur's voice trembled with uncertainty.Severin remained silent and simply waved his hand gently. The 129,600 cosmic laws surged with boundless power, reducing the huge figures of Infernatur and Damnatur to dust.Within moments, two essences of pure primordial power flowed into Severin's inner world, while the desolate chaos sea crumbled and was consumed by his voracious appetite.Severin's form eventually began to fade until it became a flicker of light that vanished completely. His consciousness had been devoured entirely.Everything before him was empty and devoid of substance.An indefinite amount of time passed before Severin's voice echoed through the emptiness, "Chaos springs from
With a deft stroke of the bronze halberd, the path hovering above Severin shattered."This is a peculiar weapon," Severin recoiled in alarm, raising the Oculus Blade to defend himself "It has the ability to dismantle the great path!"Simultaneously, he utilized his space-time path to shield against potential assaults, especially any sneak attacks.Explosions reverberated, unleashing torrents of elemental energy and spatial turbulence throughout the chaotic sea. Time passed indeterminately amidst the chaos.For centuries, the trio engaged in combat, their auras undiminished by time's passage.Meanwhile, the four Dominus Nosters in the Celestial Realm waged war against the extraterrestrial intruders, reclaiming territories with unparalleled ferocity.Under the leadership of figures like Callide, the extraterrestrials were simply no match for them.The Southern, Western, and Devil Regions were reclaimed quickly, yet everyone from the Celestial Realm remained vigilant, for war conti
Outside the Heaven Palace, the few who had been appointed Dominus Noster along with a cohort of quasi-royal celestials were faced with the grim reality at hand.Clad in resplendent hues, Callide—who was their leader and carried the title Dominus Noster Arcanum—donned celestial attire woven from stars and the galaxy. With a regal bearing, she commanded from atop a cloud, "Follow me, my brethren! We shall vanquish the extraterrestrials in the Devil Realm!""At your command, Dominus Noster Arcanum!""Yes, Dominus Noster Arcanum!"With their resounding battle cries, streams of light surged across the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, converging upon the territories occupied by the extraterrestrials—they were the Devil Region, Southern Region, and the Western Region.Amidst the vibrant rainbow, a towering figure emerged, blotting out the sky and earth. Everyone recognized that figure as Severin, and knew that the battle against the quasi-celestial regents would soon begin.Adrian, who was alrea
Armin then spoke with a calm authority, "You cannot remain in this time and space, for you are from the future. It is time you return."As he uttered these words, Severin sensed an invisible force pushing against him and urging him to depart.Standing upon the river of time, he overlooked the tumult of the quasi-celestial regent conflict looming below. He mumbled Armin's counsel, "By receiving nourishment, shattering constraints, tearing open chaos, and reaching the other side…" As Severin pondered over those revelations for an indefinite amount of time, clarity dawned upon him like the sudden rising sun. "So that's the way!"By the time he snapped to his senses, he discovered that his primal spirit had traversed countless epochs in the river of time. "Did I spend that long in the river of time?" he asked himself. Fortunately, the duration he spent in the river of time was but a fleeting moment in the real world.Severin's resolve solidified. Though his brief discourse with Armin,
Severin could sense the mental connection between himself and the weapon, almost as if it was an extension of himself. Severin then raised his gaze to the celestial expanse beyond."I'm almost on Armin's level now that I've made a breakthrough to the rank of quasi-celestial sovereign. However, facing the extraterrestrials' quasi-celestial regents isn't going to be easy meat for me," he mused aloud.Armin was once the sovereign architect of the Imperial Court and the ruler of the Celestial Realm, yet even he found himself at the mercy of the attack of Heaven's Will. Even a mighty quasi-celestial sovereign was reduced to naught but dust.Severin felt the weight of the responsibility settle upon him. Confronting the two quasi-celestial regents would require him to transcend to the realm of celestial sovereign—a realm of which he had scant knowledge of.He understood the concept of the celestial sovereign only in the context of attaining liberation through enlightenment via the 3,000 p
In the vast expanse of the chaotic sea, occasional gusts of strong wind whipped up the formidable chaotic energy. A single whirlpool could claim the life of even a true immortal.Amidst that tumult, two colossal figures lay prone within the abyss. They emanated an aura of unparalleled power, commanding even the paths to heed their authority. The turbid breath exhaled in their slumber had the capacity to tear the fabric of the chaotic void, unveiling dreamlike cosmic chiliocosms.They were the progenitors of the extraterrestrial race, the alpha and omega of the enigmatic beings. Their names were Infernatur and Damnatur. To the uninitiated, and sometimes even to their own kind, it was widely believed that Infernatur and Damnatur were distinct entities. However, they were but facets of the same being.Infernatur could be deemed the primordial offspring of chaos itself, having borne witness to the most primitive and barbaric epochs of the Bleu Celestial Realm. Being born of chaos, he po
Heaven Palace could now boast four royal celestials, along with nearly 20 quasi-royal celestials and 5,000 true immortals. Those esteemed individuals once served the Longevity Alliance, Clear Wind Sect, Tri Celestial Island, and Ingeni Paradise. While their numbers paled in comparison to the 120,000 true immortals during the ancient Imperial Court's heyday, Severin was confident that he could revive that with time. After all, the new Imperial Court had only just been re-established, and there was still more work to do.Severin then addressed the assembly, "As you continue raising your attainment, you shall have to anticipate the looming threat of conflict with the extraterrestrials. Now that you have are bestowed with titles as the custodians of heaven and earth, it is our solemn duty to reciprocate the blessings bestowed upon us.""Yes, we shall!" echoed the resolute affirmation from the gathered immortals.Having concluded his address, Severin went to speak briefly with Diane and
In the Heaven Palace, Callide sensed that the aura emanating from Severin was simultaneously as vast the sky and ocean but as indiscernible as that of a mortal. Tremors of terror gripped her, as she knew that he had far surpassed the realm of a cultivator who had attained the perfect-stage royal celestial. It was no exaggeration to say that Severin could obliterate a royal celestial with a mere thought.Balke, Libra, and Creatia shared Callide's apprehension. To them, Severin embodied the very essence of the path—intangible, silent, abstruse, incomprehensible, and undetectable.As the imperial robe adorned Severin, Balke and the others bowed in reverence. "Long live the Celestial Sovereign!" they chanted in unison.A subtle wave of fortune floated toward the heavenly heart imprint as Severin acknowledged their worship with a satisfied smile. He raised his hand and lifted them effortlessly with an unseen force.With a thunderous voice that resonated in their ears, Severin proclaimed
The true immortals, quasi-royal celestials, and even the eminent royal celestials held their breath. Everyone observed in silence as Severin wielded the heavenly heart imprint.With each strand of luck infused into the heavenly heart imprint, Severin sensed his dominion over the Bleu Celestial Realm becoming stronger. He had the feeling that he could reshape the world with only a single thought.Once the destinies of tens of thousands of races were bound with the heavenly heart imprint, the golden tourmaline quivered violently and radiated an aura that could be felt across the Nine Heavens Ten Lands. Acknowledging the momentous occasion, Severin tapped his forehead and directed a fragment of his soul to command the heavenly heart imprint. The 3,000 great paths within him erupted from his being and materialized."Today shall be the day that I, Severin, rebuild the Imperial Court in the Nine Heavens! As wielder of the great path, the world shall be inscribed in me, and I shall embody