The oppressive pressure radiating from the arena permeated through the entire arena, eliciting gasps


    surprise from countless spectators at the venue..


    “Gasp! Just the aura from these two is enough to strike fear in me.”


    of


    “Is this the true might of a genius? Though they are only level nine royal saints, they seem to tower


    above many of us. Their aura alone can send chills down the spine of ordinary level nine royal saints


    “Who will emerge victorious? Will it be Thorold? Or will it be Severin?”


    Thorold narrowed his eyes after sensing Severin’s power. A glint of murderous intent emerged from his


    pupils. “Is this where your confidence ising from?”


    The waves produced by Severin’s attainment had captured Thorold’s attention. Thorold left the Gahrrs


    to


    join the Deif rm Sect, where he was epted first as an outer disciple. He then rose through the ranks,


    bracing through countless hardships and dangers to be a level nine royal saint. He eventually


    became an inner disciple.


    His strength had ced him among the top few in the entirety of Nontwo City. As a level nine royal


    saint


    who could defeat a post–breakthrough level one supreme saint, he held little regard for ordinary


    opponents.


    There existed a considerable gap between level nine royal saints, and only those with exceptional


    talents


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    and solid foundations could capture Thorold’s eye. Initially, he believed that only Jangar of the Purevoid


    Sect could fit that criterion. However, Severin’s presence had altered the perspective.


    Determined to secure a spot in the sacredke Tournament, Tharald considered Severin a


    considerable


    foe that Jangar might not even be able to stop. He was fueled by anger after recalling the previous


    day’s


    humiliation, whereby Severin rebuffed his invitation, injured one of the men, and pped him in the


    face.


    Even so, the animosity between them could not urately be described as being deep–seated, and


    Thorold was supposed to treat their match as a mere contest and nothing more.


    However, Severin’s swift killing of Janik deepened the conflict, for it amounted to publicly humiliating


    the


    Gahrrs!


    After taking a deep breath, Thorold sneered at Severin and dered, “Your life ends today!”


    He casually pointed his hand at Severin, and the atmosphere shifted in an instant. The sky


    transformed,


    and an intimidating force coalesced above the arena. An illusory hand crackled with lightning as it


    mmed down toward Severin at incredible speed.


    Severin remained unperturbed and responded calmly, “Let’s see you try!”


    With a swift motion, Severin raised the sword in his hand. The weapon gleamed brightly like a radiant


    sun that bathed the entire arena in light. A ten–foot–long gleam that was brimming with murderous


    intent


    shed through the air, aiming to crush everything in its path.


    The sword produced a piercing wind–like shriek as it collided with the palm. A resounding st was


    heard, and the resulting shockwave surged into the sky as it punctured clouds at a height of several


    thousand meters above them.