Severin had gone from strength to strength since his initial rise to prominence. He held his own against two prodigies in the ruins, then launched a fatal counterattack on Uzair and inflicted severe injury on Sian. Finally, his most recent feat was a breakthrough to level nine supreme saint just several moments ago. It all felt like a fever dream for Celeste.Ordinary supreme saints would have difficulty advancing even through each small stage, as they would have to open at least forty meridians and fill them with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth before being able to move on.Even talented elite disciples require a number of years—sometimes more than ten—to achieve such levels. Plenty of other people in the sect were stuck at the lower levels, and would remain so for the rest of their lives. Most of the time, the core disciples would need at least five to six years to reach level nine supreme saint from level one, an example being Celeste. Stronger core disciples like Raymond
Severin's breakthrough caused a huge stir within the sect, drawing several peak masters to Pearl Light Isle who were eager to offer their congratulations and shower him with gifts. Countless other disciples erupted in exclamations and envious admiration—his swift rise seemed to be the only thing they were talking about.Some disciples who personally ventured into the Artic Heights' ruins vividly recounted how Severin had vanquished his opponents in the site of inheritance. Many disciples who had toiled for years but had yet to achieve anything significant viewed Severin as a beacon of inspiration—a role model that they could aspire to achieve.Meanwhile, the reactions of prodigies on the numerous floating islands were a mixed bag of joy and dejected.Karl, the rumored reincarnation of an ancient force, initially simmered with frustration after his subordinate, Sandy, had failed to secure the Sky-Soil Zenith. However, Karl had his own legacy, and thus did not blame Sandy for the setb
Severin exhaled deeply and opened his eyes in joy. He controlled his breathing at once, lest the surging power within him raze the training room to the ground. Soon, he got up and did a stretch, whereupon a crackling sound erupting from his body as countless little glowing embers seemed to float off his skin.Severin then clenched his fists and savored the overwhelming power coursing through his body. He smiled to himself as he savored the energy flowing within him. "I'm now a level nine supreme saint, and it was quite surprising that I developed a trace of the power of heaven and earth. It probably won't be long until I become a royal paragon," he murmured with a smile on his lips.His breakthrough should not be underestimated. Even in a sect as big as the Grandiuno Sect, there were few who reached level nine supreme saint. Those people were either core disciples or esteemed elders. Many others would spend their lives stuck at level eight, where they would stagnate until they drew t
At that moment, Selene rushed toward Severin with joy in her voice. "Congratulations on your breakthrough, Dad!"Upon seeing his daughter trot over, Severin knelt down with arms outstretched and carried her up. She had been diligently consolidating her attainment since her breakthrough to supreme saint, as it was important to lay a solid foundation.Though she was still at level one, the spiritual energy emanating from her was on par to those of level two practitioners. Severin nodded in satisfaction and smiled. "Not bad, Selene! Your attainment has progressed well." He then pinched her cheek and said, "Seems to me it won't be long until you reach level two. My, you're a little prodigy too!"Selene's eyes lit up when she heard her father's praise. She puffed out her chest with pride and chirped, "Don't underestimate me! You are my father, after all!"Diane ruffled Selene's hair and chimed in, "Seeing as all the peak masters are gathered outside, shall we invite them in for a chat?"
When the spiritual light dissipated, a palm-sized whitish-green flower that seemed like an orchid was revealed. Severin, a sixth-grade high-rank alchemist himself, recognized it instantly as the Omnispirit White Orchid, an herb used in the crafting of the seventh-grade pill known as the Nimblesense Pill.Myles, now a level seven paragon, did not need such an herb. However, it was a godsend for Severin, who accepted it with a grateful smile. "Thank you, sir.""No thanks necessary," Miles said. "I'm glad you appreciate it! This seventh-grade flower is of little use to me, so consider it my small congratulatory gift." Myles regarded it as an something of an investment, as there were only two months left until the sect tournament. Given Severin's current pace in training, it was not unlikely that he would get another breakthrough within that timeframe.Myles had witnessed the incident at the Artic Heights, and he came to appreciate that Severin had immense strength after single-handedly
As soon as Severin re-entered Pearl Light Isle, he went to the courtyard to greet his wives. It seemed prudent to give them a heads-up before proceeding with his decision to attempt a breakthrough to seventh-grade alchemist.The scent of the Omnispirit White Orchid filled the air, and Wuhlricht stroked his beard with a smile before saying, "It looks like the peak masters are placing their bets on you."Gilda frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that, Dad?"Diane, Sheila, and Sofia glanced over curiously with a hint of confusion in their eyes.Severin had successfully become a level five supreme saint two months after his entry into the sect. Meanwhile, Ferland was later promoted to inner sect elder and even took the trouble of making a trip to Pearl Light Isle to gift him the Crystal Spring Pill. At that moment, Ferland took the chance to remind Severin that the tournament was very important. At that time, Severin did not seem to pay much attention to it since he had only just m
The strongest individual in Southsky at the moment was Oskar, a level eight royal paragon. Though such an attainment seemed impressive to Severin at that moment because he was still a supreme saint, but that might not be the case anymore when Severin finally becomes a royal saint.When Gilda heard about the opportunity to go to Midland, she immediately expressed her desire to go.Diane then exclaimed, "A sacred sect in Midland? I don't think anything in Southsky can compare to that!""You're one of the strongest among the prodigies within the sect, Severin! You might stand a chance of winning it!" Sheila exclaimed in agreement upon hearing what Diane said.At long last, Severin had a sudden realization. "So that was why Ferland urged me to train hard after I made a breakthrough to level five supreme saint."Though Severin knew little about Midland, he understood that there was more to the world than just Southsky. He was determined to secure entry to Midland by way of the tourname
Severin's confidence eased everyone's anxieties. Diane, the first wife and therefore the de facto leader, smiled and said, "Go for it. Severin. We'll be rooting for you on Pearl Light Isle."Wuhlricht and Felipe got up from their seats and chuckled. "If you succeed in becoming a seventh-grade alchemist," Wuhlricht said, "Pearl Light Isle will be the talk of the entire sect. Even I will turn heads when I leave."They had known Severin for a long time and were familiar with his abilities. He was never the sort of person who would boast something if he was not sure of his chances. As they reminisced about his rapid rise in alchemy back at the Skyblue Sect and recalled how he would occasionally share some high-rank pills with them, they could not help but smile at his unwavering confidence.Severin chuckled at Wuhlricht's remark. "Let's talk later. I shall proceed with my alchemy session now." He then turned and headed straight for his training room.Once inside, he sat cross-legged on
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