Karl only managed to survive against a perfect-stage level four paragon like Zeb by leveraging on his extensive experience from fighting royal paragons in his previous life. That had allowed him to push the boundaries of survival.Lucky as he may be in narrowly escaping death, Karl still bore severe injuries. As he observed the situation unfold, he realized that it was futile to remain there. The meteorite belt's opportunities would remain inaccessible to him regardless of whether Severin or the two Menzie prodigies secured victory. Opting to leave and preserve his life, Karl cast an angry glare at Severin before vanishing into the starry expanse in a stream of light.Karl's departure went unnoticed amid the intensity within the meteorite belt. A small mountain-sized peak hovered above Severin, emanating sky and soil energy that pounded against the surrounding space.After witnessing Severin's imposing stature and majestic aura, Blake gasped as a glimmer of light appeared in his eye
Zeb became anxious as he observed Blake's intention to relinquish the metal Uru to Severin. "But…" he protested begrudgingly."No buts. We're leaving!" Blake interrupted Zeb with a stern rebuke.As Blake spoke, his aura once again regressed to the initial-stage level five paragon. The adverse effects of forcibly enhancing his power through his bloodline power were becoming more pronounced. Even with his activated bloodline power, he was barely able to withstand the clash with Severin, as the latter was armed with an elite-quality spiritual treasure. Blake's waning strength and the severe injuries he incurred rendered a prolonged confrontation meaningless. Stay too long and he might meet his end in the confrontation.As they say, one could lose the battle and still win the war. Besides, it was just some metal Uru. Despite its rarity, the Menzies were a venerable bloodline that had produced true celestials, thus allowing them to stand on par with many of the major scared lands. Having
In less than half a day, Severin's portrait became the talk of the entire Starry Sky Battlespace.On a large and life-rich planet deep within the cosmic expanse sat a level seven paragon. He was a young man dressed in a silver robe. Cloud patterns made of golden silk were embroidered on the silver robes. He had just withdrawn his divine senses from the jade slip on his waist.Beside him stood two Menzie disciples, one of whom were relaying the recent events. "According to the Third Young Master's report, the Seventh Young Master has encountered a meteorite belt with metal Uru and engaged in a battle with the Greatflare's Ninth Prince. After that came a clash with the man depicted in the portrait, which resulted in the Seventh's defeat."Upon hearing that, the young man in the silver robe sneered. "His temper is the same as always. He's trying to use the Menzies' support to build momentum for a vendetta, which is causing quite a stir throughout the Starry Sky Battlespace."One of th
Within that meteorite belt, Severin was still unaware that Blake had spread his portrait and the information of his elite-quality spiritual treasure to the masses. Most of the prodigies in the Starry Sky Battlespace were aware of the situation. Upon learning that Severin's attainment was merely a level three paragon, many rushed to the meteorite belt as they believed that the elite-quality spiritual treasure in Severin's hands was an easy picking.Severin exhaled heavily and opened his eyes, revealing a glint in his pupils. His injuries had almost fully healed after the brief respite. As he stood up and directed his gaze on the meteorite belt not far ahead, a smile graced the corners of his mouth."I should gather all this metal Uru as soon as possible and then proceed to the next location!" Severin muttered to himself before swiftly retrieving the Heavenly Cauldron from his spatial ring. The cauldron grew to the size of a small hill. Severin raised his hand toward a meteorite that w
Not long after Severin departed from the meteorite belt, a slender figure in a black robe arrived on the scene. After observing the chaos of the aftermath within the meteorite belt, the man's expression turned cold as a cold glint emanated from his sharp eyes."It's a shame he already left," the man remarked with a lick of his lips.Black energy swirled constantly around the man, whose name was Halbert Joal. He was a core disciple of Cesun's Yellow Ghost Sacred Land. Possessing exceptional demonic abilities, his attainment level was only surpassed by the Evil Sect's chosen one. He served as the primary force sent by the Yellow Ghost Sacred Land to enter the Starry Sky Battlespace.Upon learning of the news from Blake, Halbert rushed over immediately as he was the closest to the location. As a level five paragon, he relied solely on high-level spiritual treasures in his possession. If he could eliminate Severin and seize the superior-quality spiritual treasure, then Halbert was confi
Drawing upon the information provided by the map, Severin muttered to himself, "Perhaps there are seventh-grade herbs on this planet too." He was a seventh-grade medium-rank alchemist, so any ordinary sixth-grade herbs were useless for him. Only seventh-grade herbs could ignite Severin's interest enough to warrant action. He hoped that the herbs on the planet ahead held sufficient quality to meet his exacting demands. It would be disappointing if all of them were sixth-grade herbs.With that thought in mind, Severin quelled his restless anticipation and descended to the planet's surface. As he landed on the planet, the scene before him was a vast stretch of vegetation. The air surrounding him was exceptionally fresh, though not as rich in spiritual energy as the Grandiuno Sect. Nevertheless, it was still much better than other regions of the Starry Sky Battlespace which lacked even the tiniest trace of spiritual energy.After taking a deep breath of the invigorating air, a sense of c
The Silver Moon Grass's value needed no further explanation.That that moment, Severin's breathing quickened. He rushed over in a streak of light, tearing through the air with an explosive sonic boom.In the blink of an eye, Severin had reached the location where the Silver Moon Grass was growing. Overwhelmed with joy, he exclaimed, "I would never have thought that I'd find an eighth-grade herb here!"Severin then delicately harvested the Silver Moon Grass along with its soil and placed it carefully in a box to preserve its potent medicinal properties.Silver Moon Grass flourished solely in places that had the greatest concentration of power from the moon and stars. Scarce even in the Bleurealm, the discovery of one stalk in the Starry Sky Battlespace was simply astonishing for Severin. The precious herb served as a crucial ingredient for crafting the Paragonhood Pill—a pill consumed by level nine paragons for their breakthrough to royal paragon. The success rate of such a breakthr
Severin's determined tone reverberated like a thunderbolt. He unleashed his level three paragon aura, tearing apart the surrounding space and whipping up a tempest of wind.Halbert's expression froze upon hearing Severin's resolute tone, but the stiffness was only momentary. A playful smile tugged at his lips. In his eyes, level three paragons could be crushed with the simplest of movements. As a core disciple of the Yellow Tribe Sacred Land, his demonic skills rivaled those of a level six paragon, earning him the respect of people like Blake.Evil practitioners were distinct from their righteous counterparts in that they delved into mystical techniques that consumed a person's essence, soul, and negative energy. Any practitioner not well-versed with its devious nature would not be able to easily counter an evil practitioner's attacks.Therefore, Halbert believed that Severin's fate was already sealed. "Since you do not wish to hand it over, I will have no choice but to take it myse