At the foot of the mountain, Radyn watched in stark disbelief as the trio who went against Severin fled


    in the end. Earlier, he was worried for Severin’s safety and had braced himself to intervene in Severin’s


    moment of need to help share his senior’s burden.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    After all, Sian was a renowned genius in Southsky who had in even a level nine supreme saint even


    when he was only a level seven supreme saint. Such feats were not easy to aplish, even for a


    renowned prodigy and core disciple like Celeste.


    Radyn never expected the seemingly low–profile Severin to sessfully pressure Sian into fleeing!


    When Sian unleashed the Golden Spirit Constitution, Radyn’s heart skipped a beat, and he was


    already preparing to bolt at the earliest opportunity.


    It had hardly crossed his mind that Severin would inflict such severe injuries on Sian to the point where


    Sian was forced to retreat. He felt a mix of emotions as he gazed at Severin standing suspended in


    mid- air. ‘Severin has grown much stronger since that encounter on the Seventh Mountain… ‘ he


    thought to himself in awe.


    There was a clear division between the Southsky’s prodigies. First, there were ‘ordinary‘ prodigies like


    Sian, Uzair, and Celeste. Such individuals were enough to hold their own against their realm, and at


    most, they could defeat those slightly stronger than them.


    Then there were the ‘super‘ prodigies, who were usually the talk of the town. These were individuals


    like


    Karl, Simeon, and Callie. They were blessed with divine constitutions and could effortlessly y foes


    much stronger than them!


    In Radyn’s eyes, Severin could already be mentioned in the same breath as those freaks, and his


    opinion was shared by many of the Grandiuno Sect’s disciples too.


    Meanwhile, high above, Severin watched as the trio fled and showed no intention of pursuing them. It


    was never easy to kill supreme saints who were on the same level as each other.


    Unlike royal saints, supreme saints boasted superior soul strength and bigger power reserves. No royal


    saint would be able to reach that sort of level. Activated meridians would allow them to utilize the


    spiritual energy of heaven and earth, effectively making them beasts in human form. Killing them was


    no easy feat.


    Furthermore, Sian was no ordinary figure. He was the Gahrrs scion, and the Gahrrs were a renowned


    family in Southsky. They certainly had their means to ensure that their scion would not be felled that


    easily.


    Severin thus chose not to delve in too deep for the attack. He sheathed the Scarletsky Sword and


    particr, was pale with fright, and her brows furrowed in concern. “Are you hurt, Severin?” she asked,


    her voiceced with urgency.


    The aerial battle had been a terrifying episode for Gilda, as both Sian and Severin exuded power so


    strong that it felt as though they could send the sky crashing down at any time. The blows that they


    exchanged leveled several mountains, and the aftermath left several gaping ravine’s not too far away.


    Even the sky still bore the scars of their sh, with the gaps in the void taking some time to close up. It


    was natural for Gilda to feel worried after experiencing all that.