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