Karl sipped his hot tea in a calm and composed voice. When he was told that Severin had made a breakthrough to paragon, Karl's initial thought was surprise and bewilderment. It was rather astonishing for Severin to progress at such a swift rate, even within his generation of prodigies."I initially expected him to reach paragonhood earliest by next year. Who would've thought that it came so soon..." Karl savored his tea with an icy expression. He then unleashed a surge of spiritual energy from his body, creating a roaring sonic boom that ripped through the air.Karl acknowledged his erroneous underestimating of Severin. Though he was the reincarnation of an ancient powerhouse, it had taken him two years to train from supreme saint to paragon after his rebirth. That process had taken about five or six years in his previous life.By contrast, Severin accomplished it in just one year. There might not even be anyone in Midland who could achieve such feat.Karl prided himself on his tal
After gathering his thoughts, Karl thought to himself, 'We'll see your true mettle when the sect tournament comes.'None of the sect's younger core disciples caught Karl's attention. Even Spencer, the second core disciple with a divine constitution, was viewed as an insignificant little speck in Karl's eyes. Severin's sudden rise was a burst of refreshing excitement for Karl, and he was eager to feel just how strong the sect's top alchemist and talented swordsman was.Over at Pearl Light Isle, Severin had completed his seclusion and consolidated his attainment thoroughly. His majestic and mountainous aura was restrained, and any onlooker who laid eyes on him would realize that he had apparently returned to his former, aura-less self. However, his energy core emanated a golden glow that bore testament to his formidable strength."Level two paragon is within reach now that I'm at peak-stage level one paragon," Severin remarked. He felt the ginormous spiritual power within him, and e
Three tolls of a bell resounded throughout the Grandiuno Sect in the early morning hours, marking the day of the tournament.On Pearl Light Isle, Diane and the girls were helping Severin dress up. With their attire fully on, Severin smiled at them. "Time to go. The tournament will start soon, and it's about time we head to the arena."Severin exited the room and traveled across the air in a streak of light. Similar scenes appeared across the Grandiuno Sect, as the sky filled with a profusion of rainbow streaks that numbered upward of several hundred thousand.It did not take long for Severin to lead his wives to the sect arena, which was situated between the Sixth Mountain and the Seventh Mountain. Tens of thousands of spectators filled the arena, and Severin's arrival stirred an immediate sensation among the crowd."Look! Elder Severin is here!""How is he that young? I heard that he just made a breakthrough to royal paragon!""His talent is nothing short of extraordinary! No on
Severin observed the crowd silently and noticed that most of whom were elite disciples. Very few were level nine supreme saint, and the only two he noticed were Celeste and Raymond. He was the sole paragon at the moment, as the remaining core disciples had yet to arrive.Sometime later, his keen divine senses—courtesy of his paragon attainment—allowed him to sense and pinpoint a gaze that was looking murderously at him. A multicolored stream of light flew past swiftly and soon revealed an unassuming and well-dressed young man.The disciples around him erupted into heated discussions."That's Riley!""He's the third core disciple!""I heard he made a breakthrough to paragon a few months ago. Guess the rumors were true then. He just gives off such an intimidating vibe""Who would have thought that three of the five core disciples made a breakthrough to paragon. I wonder who's the strongest among the five!"Their discussions identified the person as Riley. "So, he's Riley."In the
Spencer sensed someone watching him as soon as he arrived near the arena. He turned his head abruptly in the direction of the gaze and looked at Severin with an indifferent and vaguely hostile gaze.Among the younger generation of disciples present there, the only paragon-level practitioners were Spencer, Riley, Karl, and Severin. Karl had not arrived yet, and since Spencer knew Riley already, he was able to deduce which one Severin's appearance via the process of elimination.Spencer was not going to underestimate Severin. The sect tournament was far too significant, as it offered them a chance to reach Midland or even become the sect's junior leader. Such opportunities were beyond the reach of ordinary elite disciples, and Spencer had no intention of letting those opportunities slip away.Since Karl had the best chance of securing first place along with the quota to reach Midland, Spencer prioritized the chance to become junior sect leader because that would put him on the same le
"The aura from miles away was enough to make me feel suffocated.!""That is to expected from the sect's first core disciple. His aura is similar to those seasoned paragons!""He is the reincarnation of an ancient powerhouse, after all, and he also has a divine constitution. He became a paragon after only several years of training, and I don't there are a lot of people in Southsky who could achieve that sort of feat.""I'm pretty sure that he can get first place in the tournament!"Severin looked up and saw Karl emerging from the light. His entire body was filled with the power of blood and energy, which seemed to cloak him in a layer of red light. His breathing produced audible shockwaves that resonated throughout the sky, and one could almost feel a suppressive aura crashing into one's face. He was the embodiment of danger.Severin's eyes lit up and he thought to himself, "I'm pretty sure Karl's reputation is well-deserved. There must be more to him than meets the eye."The thre
Karl's slight haughtiness drew a little snicker from Severin. "Guess I'll have to go all out then!"Severin refocused and closed his eyes to meditate. Perhaps an ancient powerhouse like Karl viewed him as nothing more than just a slightly bigger fish, not that it should come as any surprise that Karl would think that way. After all, due to a past life as a royal paragon, he could change Southsky's terrain simply by stamping his feet! That he would look down on paragons was normal, as he might be under the impression that first place in the tournament was already a given for him.Severin thought to himself, 'So what if you're a reincarnation of a royal paragon? The way of attainment goes against the will of nature, and it's a never-ending competition against each other!' He had killed countless prodigies—some even stronger than him—and secured victory despite being at a disadvantage in his attainment.At that moment, Diane comforted him, "Don't take that to heart., Severin. The tou
Just as Severin was trying to figure out the use of the numbers on the token in his hand, the nine peak masters came to Oskar. One after another, they began explaining the rules of the tournament. "You can gain points by defeating the opponent and advance to the next round. Furthermore…"Severin understood the rules after Oskar's explanation. Each token in their hands was equivalent to a point! The basic principle of the game was simple—snatch the tokens from the opponent's hand to increase one's own points. Those with the most points would then face opponents with similar points after advancing to the next stage.At the same time, all contestants were allowed to use their trump cards, such as spiritual treasures, pills, spells, and various divine techniques in the arena. Only one restriction was imposed, and that was not to kill one's opponent.Those who were at risk of death could silently chant 'I concede' while grasping the token tightly. They would then be escorted out of the 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