“The aura from miles away was enough to make me feel suffocated.!”


    “That is to expected from the sect’s first core disciple. His aura is simr to those seasoned paragons!”


    “He is the reincarnation of an ancient powerhouse, after all, and he also has a divine constitution. He became a paragon after only several years of training, and I don’t there are a lot of people in Southsky who could achieve that sort of feat.”Original from N?velDrama.Org.


    “I’m pretty sure that he can get first ce in the tournament!”


    Severin looked up and saw Karl emerging from the light. His entire body was filled with the power of blood and energy, which seemed to cloak him in ayer of red light.


    His breathing produced audible shockwaves that resonated throughout the sky, and one could almost feel a suppressive aura crashing into one’s face. He was the embodiment of danger.


    Severin’s eyes lit up and he thought to himself, “I’m pretty sure Karl’s reputation is well-deserved. There must be more to him than meets the eye.”


    The threat that Severin sensed from Karl was a signal that Karl was far stronger than Spencer or Riley.


    A few secondster, Karl descended from the sky andnded on the tform. Several peak masters and elders around him stood up from their seats and greeted him with a smile.


    “Over here, Kar!”


    “It’s been a while. Come and have a chat!”


    Karl responded with a warm smile and decided to sit next to the first mountain’s peak master. Severin frowned when he saw that, as several of those peak masters were good at buttering up those whom they deemed were of value to them. By contrast, only Myles’


    group greeted him when he showed up at the arena earlier.


    Severin decided not to pay any mind to that. He prepared to close his eyes and meditate as he awaited the start of that important tournament.


    Karl, however, nced over with a probing gaze as soon as he sat down. He had a little smirk as he looked condescendingly at Severin.


    “You must be Severin, the one who’s been making waves throughout the sect recently.”


    Severin frowned slightly when he heard that.


    “Are you going to spare some advice for me?”


    Severin did not believe that Karl would strike up a conversation with him for no reason, especially since they had never crossed paths ever since Severin’s entry into the sect.


    Karl had a yful look in his eyes as he said to Severin, “None at all. You’re incredibly talented. You made a breakthrough from supreme saint to paragon in just a year, a feat so amazing that I heard about it even when I was in seclusion.”


    Those remarks sounded like praise, but it carried traces of ridicule and mockery. The best way to get to someone’s head was to stroke their ego!


    Karl resumed his little diatribe and looked at Severin in a condescending manner, “At longst, an opponent worthy of my attention! I hope you’ll do your best in the tournament. Don’t get eliminated too quickly.”


    Severin’s expression sank slightly and he felt a strong sense of unease!