Spencer sensed someone watching him as soon as he arrived near the arena. He turned his head abruptly in the direction of the gaze and looked at Severin with an indifferent and vaguely hostile gaze.


    Among the younger generation of disciples present there, the only paragon-level practitioners were Spencer, Riley, Karl, and Severin.


    Karl had not arrived yet, and since Spencer knew Riley already, he was able to deduce which one Severin’s appearance via the process of elimination.


    Spencer was not going to underestimate Severin. The sect tournament was far too significant, as it offered them a chance to reach Mind or even be the sect’s junior leader. Such opportunities were beyond the reach of ordinary elite disciples, and Spencer had no intention of letting those opportunities slip away.


    Since Karl had the best chance of securing first ce along with the quota to reach Mind, Spencer prioritized the chance to be junior sect leader because that would put him on the same level as Oskar.


    Een the nine peak masters had to show respect to him. Such a position also came with a supply of various attainment resources, high-grade spiritual treasures, strong techniques, and so on.


    Karl was the only core disciple that Spencer took seriously. Riley might have a strong attainment, but Spencer considered himself superior due to the True Dragon Constitution.


    With a physique simr to that of a real dragon as well as a stronger power of blood and energy, he did not think Riley would be a match for him. Thus was the source of his 90 percent confidence in securing the junior sect leader’s position.


    Severin’s unexpected rise had disrupted the path he had carved for himself to be junior sect lead. He rid his head of those thoughts and went calmly to a quieter ce at the side of the arena where he could meditate.


    Severin withdrew his gaze as well. That brief exchange of nces was all it took for him to discern that Riley and Spencer harbored ill intentions in the tournament. As fellow paragons, their drive and determination were set in stone, and no one would be willing to yield to the other. A fierce battle between them was inevitable.


    Though Riley and Spencer’s were allte-stage first-rank saint attainment, Severin was not intimidated by either of them. In a circumstance where both sides’ strength was equal, then it was a matter of who had the stronger trump card. The victor would almost certainly be the person who had honed their technique and sharpened theirbat abilities.


    Severin’s breakthrough to peak-stage level one paragon had significantly strengthened his physique. Like a walking spiritual treasure, his body had grown stronger than that of a beast, and perhaps even several times stronger than Spencer’s.


    Every pore in his body radiated with a glimmering light, devouring the surrounding spiritual energy in gargantuan amounts to nourish his divine constitution.


    His divine techniques and swordsmanship had been further enhanced by the Enlightenment Stone, and he felt that he would be able to hold his own even against a level three paragon!Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    As Severin was deep in thought, someone screamed.


    “Look! It’s Karl!”


    Everyone nced at the same direction and saw a well-dressed figure exiting a streak of rainbow-colored light. A powerful pressure bore down on everyone within a several-hundred-mile radius, causing everyone’s hair to stand on end.


    “Is this how intimidating our first core disciple?”