The news sent shockwaves across the monsteroid prodigies surrounding Drake, leaving them all reeling in shock. Leigh initially anticipated some good news when she saw Drake reach for the messenger pendant at his waist, yet the reality was far worse than anything she could have possibly imagined.Everyone expressed disbelief in their own way."That can't be! It's impossible!""But Damian is a perfect-stage level six paragon! Only paragon heirs and divine heirs could stand a chance against him! How could a practitioner two levels below him accomplish such a feat?""How did this happen, Your Highness?""Your Highness, I..."The man who stood closest to Drake was a perfect-stage level six paragon who towered above everyone else. He looked at Drake in astonishment and asked, "Is that true, Your Highness?"Drake's countenance soured. He nodded and then shook his head regrettably to deliver the grim news. "Arjun and the others will be back soon. There's no doubt that Damian is dead."
The shifting expressions resulted in a somber disposition from Drake as well. He could not imagine that a level four paragon had killed the person he sent to kill them. News of Damian's demise was likely circulating across the Starry Sky Battlespace. It was bad enough that his goal was not achieved—what made it worse was the possibility that the monsteroids were already becoming the subject of mockery.Following those thoughts, his handsome features darkened with a cold resolve. His gaze carried hints of murderous intent as he questioned the two men before him. "Enlighten me on how Severin managed to kill Damian."Arjun and Amit recounted the events in vivid detail, from Damian's arrival at Merak and the subsequent fatal encounter."An elite-quality spiritual treasure and a divine technique consisting of spiritual fire?" Drake's countenance turned ashen upon hearing the information. "He is no small fry, then."For a level four paragon to defeat someone like Gerry was already consid
Elswhere, in the life-filled Polaris, Blake stood respectfully alongside a young and handsome man, who donned a white robe adorned with patterns of dragons and phoenixes. A golden crown held the young man's tied-up hair in regal elegance.With piercing eyes and an aura that exuded power, the young man stood in mid-air. The space around him seemed distorted by his formidable presence, as if it had difficulty trying to withstand his aura. His party's destination was the life-rich planet ahead, but one of the Menzies came over with a panicked expression. "Young Master! Something is amiss!"Blake glanced petulantly at the disciple's abruptness and asked, "Why are you so anxious?"The disciple gasped. "There's been news from Merak!" After regaining composure, he relayed the alarming message, "From what we've been told, Severin has killed Damian!""What?" Blake, seemingly in disbelief, rushed to the disciple and demanded, "Say that again!"As the story was recounted, Blake and the othe
The interest shown by Algernon drew a pensive reaction from Blake. The Starry Ancient Palace was their most important target within the vast expanse of the Starry Sky Battlespace. Those who entered might have the chance to acquire unveiling the secrets to celestial ascension. This chance could not be overlooked, especially considering their recent humiliation at Severin's hands.Blake then asked cautiously, "Should we launch any action?"Severin had recently emerged from a grueling battle, so his state might be believed to be at its weakest and most vulnerable. Blake believed this to be an opportune moment to deal the finishing blow to Severin, as Algernon was a level seven paragon. Killing Severin would allow them to secure Severin's spiritual treasure as well as the map that Severin stole from the monsteroids!Algernon discerned Blake's eagerness but shook his head in dissent. "We don't need to do that, at least not yet. The monsteroids have been thoroughly humiliated after Damian
Near the spatial rift on the edge of Eternal Planet was a colossal sword that stretched across the sky. The long sword towered over the terrain, and more than a dozen young disciples was riding on it. Each person radiated with a spiritual glow and exuded a formidable aura.Their leader—the handsome young Francis—had a palm-sized wine gourd hanging from his waist. He gazed at the void crack and observed the countless elements spewing out violently.From time to time, Francis would lift the wine gourd and took a huge glug before resuming his stately wait for his fellow disciples to finish their training. His plan was to venture to the next location in the Eternal Planet to seek treasures.All of a sudden, the tranquil scene was disrupted by an exclamation. "Damian is dead?!"Following the exclamation, all eyes turned to a disciple from the Grandiuno Sacred Land, who held a messenger plaque and wore a dumbfounded expression. The exclamation echoed like a bombshell that left the Grandi
A prodigy like Francis would only regard level five paragon as that of a minimum threshold! Everyone below level five was insignificant! Gerry and Halbert might be formidable, but their combat power did not surpass that of a level five paragon. Francis also learned from elsewhere that Severin possessed an elite-quality spiritual treasure, which in desperate circumstances could be used to kill a person two levels higher.Severin victory over Gerry and Halbert might be surprising, but Francis viewed it as being of little consequence. However, Damian's death shocked Francis. As a member first in the sequence of rankings within the Grandiuno Sacred Land, he had never personally fought against Damian but knew much about the dragonoid prodigy, Damian. It was said that Damian's body was so strong, and so filled with vitality and dragon blood that it far surpassed practitioners of the same level. It was no exaggeration to say that his attainment alone was more than intimidating enough to leav
Though Tihan was part of the group that was arranged to lead the Grandiuno Sacred Land's contingent, he could not grasp Francis's intentions. Francis had just learned of Severin's potential possession of the Starry Ancient Palace token and seemed to have already decided on a collaboration, but Tihan felt that Severin could not be considered a true disciple of the Grandiuno Sacred Land yet and thus did not warrant such a gesture.According to their status, Severin ought to be the one to initiate contact first, rather than let a senior search for him. Tihan held a strong sense of pride, after all. He trained in Grandiuno Sacred Land for just a little under thirty years, yet he already possessed the Warlord Constitution. He had killed a level five beast while being two levels lower, and the spirit of battle flowed in his veins. His reputation could silence even a crying baby.When Francis mentioned Severin, Tihan did not seem too optimistic and deemed Severin a troublemaker. Recruiting
Tihan burst into laughter.Over at Merak, Severin sat cross-legged and immersed himself in meditation to recover from his internal injuries. He remained oblivious to the butterfly effect that his victor over Damian had caused in the Starry Sky Battlespace. His actions had garnered attention from all the renowned forces in Bleurealm, particularly that of Francis from the Grandiuno Sacred Land who, in a rare move, had set aside his position and status to seek Severin's cooperation.Severin channeled his divine senses into his energy center, and he held his breath while diligently going through the motions of the exercises. Spiritual energy from the surrounding was absorbed, and Severin's pale face had begun to take on a rosy hint after being worn from battle earlier. As he gazed at his nearly depleted energy center, Severin could not help but smile wryly."I pushed myself too hard. Even though I defeated my opponent, it'll take a while for my injuries to heal."Damian proved a formid
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