Life After Prison



Halbert was dead. The furious roar he let out before his death echoed for a long time across the sky.

Severin breathed out a heavy sigh of relief after making sure the flame lotus had completely engulfed Halbert's body and extinguished his spiritual soul until there was no trace of him left.

"Phew. I finally got rid of him!"

The intense battle had depleted Severin's spiritual energy significantly; if the battle had dragged on any longer, he might have found himself in a precarious situation.

Despite having an elite-quality spiritual treasure, Severin did not dare to be overconfident in the face of Halbert's formidable strength, especially with his mysterious and powerful dark arts.

Severin had to bring out all his trump cards to ensure his victory when fighting against a prodigy like Halbert. Fortunately, Halbert-perhaps accustomed to winning in battles-did not take Severin seriously. He was directly struck by the Chaotic Swordshadow, and his cultivation, lifespan, and cultivation were all severed, causing his level to plummet. That allowed Severin's subsequent Lotus Divine Attack to be a lethal blow.

Terrifying shockwaves surged from the large void rifts where Halbert had died; they resembled tsunami waves crashing against the cliffs.

In an instant, Halbert's spatial ring and the superior-quality spiritual treasure bone whip were engulfed. The two items were swept away by the violent winds into the chaotic swirl, disappearing without a trace.

Severin felt his heart bleeding when he saw that. After all, he had suffered a significant loss by not taking possession of those two items.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

At the same time, those who were secretly observing the battle reacted explosively upon witnessing Halbert's fall. "Gasp! Halbert's dead?!"

"Oh my god! I can't believe a level five paragon was actually slain! He couldn't even escape with his spiritual soul!" "Good heavens, I can't help but think he must've cheated in all of his previous battles!"

"No way! Absolutely impossible! Severin is only a level three paragon. Even if he has an elite-quality spiritual treasure, Halbert is still a level five paragon. Plus, he's a core disciple of the Yellow Ghost Tribe's sacred land. How could he be killed so suddenly?"

"It must be the divine technique! Did any of you feel something off with that sword shadow just now? After Halbert got hit, there was a moment when his cultivation dropped. And that flame lotus afterward was even more terrifying...

'Oh my god, that sword beam we just witnessed was simply suffocating. It was so terrifying, as if it could shatter the void. But I never expected Halbert to be unable to counter it!'

The spectators were all stunned to see Halbert being killed in an instant, unable even to escape with his spiritual soul. Especially Simeon, who had been eagerly anticipating Severin's downfall.

However, at that moment he was staring in wide-eyed disbelief with his jaw dropped open at Severin.

"How is this possible! How is this possible?!" cried Simeon as he clutched his hair crazily while shock, surprise, and disbelief flashed across his face.

Halbert was undeniably more powerful than Severin. It was just a moment ago that Severin had been struggling. unable to retaliate, forced into a desperate situation where he had to rely on his spiritual treasure to block Halbert's fierce attacks.

Thus, how was it possible that the situation completely reversed after Severin had a burst of power? Halbert, a level five paragon, was instantly slain by Severin!

Even if it were someone like Tobias, who had recently broken through to the paragon realm, Simeon felt that Halbert should have been able to put up some resistance. After all, the life force of a paragon cultivator was extremely formidable. Their spiritual souls were connected to the power of heaven and earth, and even if the physical body was destroyed, their spiritual soul should have been able to escape.

Yet, Halbert did not even manage to escape with his spiritual soul let alone survive the attack.

Was Halbert really that weak?

Being a core disciple of the Yellow Ghost Tribe's sacred land held significant weight. To become a core disciple, especially in a sect like the Yellow Ghost Tribe, one needed considerable strength.

Throughout the Bluerealm, it was well-known that the Yellow Ghost Tribe acted according to their whims, and employed ruthless means to get what they wanted. Whether dealing with enemies or fellow sect members, they were all known for their cold-blooded nature.