Sian picked up his severed arm, and he looked resentfully at Severin. Further conflict could escte


    beyond just losing a limb, so he begrudgingly left the pce.


    Once he rose into the sky, he turned back and red venomously. “Mark my words, Severin! This isn’t


    the end! You’ll pay for this!” His shout echoed through the air before he disappeared into the sky in a


    streak of light.


    The scene drew the attention of the practitioners gathered outside.


    “Sian lost an arm!”


    “Are the battles within the pce that brutal? Why are prodigies being killed and wounded left and


    right?”


    “Didn’t you hear? Severin was the one who sliced off Sian’s arm!”


    “It’s almost as if the sky’s the limit for Severin’s strength! He killed Uzair… and then he sliced off Sian’s


    arm!”


    “He’s a monster! I heard he just made a breakthrough to level eight supreme saint just yesterday! It’s


    barely been a day, yet he’s already contending against a level nine supreme saint!”


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    Many of the practitioners outside of the pce began talking among themselves when they saw how


    Sian was a sorry figure as he left.


    Inside the pce, the prodigies were all in shock as they watched Sian flee. Soran of the Purevoid Sect


    eyed Severin with trepidation, while the Marvair Set’s Gillian had a simrly shocked reaction under her


    veil. Tobias, the Steeles prodigy, became incredibly wary of Severin as his pupils shrank.


    Raymond was the only one who sighed in relief. Preventing another death was a victory in itself. If Sian


    was killed, he could not bear the thought of facing the wrath of both the Gahrrs and Deifirm sects. The


    Artic Heights would practically be razed to the ground if all hell broke loose!


    After putting away the Scarletsky Sword and Darkgold Bell, Severin shifted his attention to the elite-


    quality spiritual treasure known as the Sky–Soil Zenith.


    “This will be mine,” he dered as he channeled his spiritual power to reach for the radiant orb.


    The Sky–Soil Zenith, being a royal paragon’s relic, attempted to resist being imed. However,


    Severin’s spiritual energy was too strong, and he was able to secure it within his spatial ring. His gaze


    then focused on the remaining treasures: a purple que likely containing Wildfire’sbat


    techniques, an animal skin book with training exercises for royal paragons, an eighth grade pill, and


    two superior–quality spiritual treasures.


    There were more treasures around the area besides those with a halo. Severin, having already imed


    the Sky–Soil Zenith, did not have much interest in the others. His subsequent priority was the que


    and the book.