Severin's pupils suddenly contracted in shock. With the appearance of the heavenly heart imprints, it was no wonder that those royal celestials would make such a significant move. It was a divine artifact, after all, one that harbored the secret of the Bleu Celestial Realm's original space.Severin's heart tightened at that realization. He, too, possessed a fragment of the heavenly heart imprint. Should such information be made known to the public, it would undoubtedly attract the attention of several royal celestials. At that moment, he resolved secretly to conceal the heavenly heart imprints.After spending most of the day reminiscing with the old wacko, Severin felt incredibly pleased as he departed. Before he left, he informed the old wacko where he and the Longevity Alliance was staying and extended an invitation for him to join them. However, the old man declined and merely bid Severin farewell with a smile.As Severin's figure faded into the distance, a flicker of relief grac

At the same time, Severin did not forget to seize some of the more valuable items. As he scanned the tumultuous scene around him, he observed battle auras flickering across the sky above the border sea. Wilbur of the Clear Wind Sect clashed with a charming, feminine adversary, while Amin from the Heaven Palace, grappled with an old man boasting the prowess of a quasi-royal celestial. The latter opponent employed some very strange divine techniques, making him a formidable enemy to contend with.Surveying the field, Severin singled out his next target. He walked atop some purple mist, tore through the void, and materialized before an extraterrestrial quasi-royal celestial.The opponent bore tattoos all over his face, while two black-and-yellow serpents slinked around his neck. Garbed in an unusual hide-based clothing, the person exuded an aura of darkness that would have led Severin to mistake him for a devil practitioner were it not for his incredibly bizarre appearance.Segerne gla

Segerne was renowned as a genius among the ranks of his brethren, holding a prestigious position in the top three. Such a ranking was a reflection of his considerable strength. Yet he had met an abrupt demise at the hands of Severin after barely several exchanges.The sudden display of overwhelming combat prowess left everyone present numb and bewildered, and even the old wacko who had earlier dispatched an adversary effortlessly found himself momentarily stunned upon witnessing Severin's swift dispatch of a quasi-royal celestial.Upon regaining composure, he grinned and exclaimed, "Well done!"The extraterrestrial practitioners were the first to recover from the shock. Among them stood a quasi-royal celestial adorned with menacing horns and an aura akin to that of a demon. The practitioner exuded a boundless dark energy and glanced malevolently at Severin."You shall pay with your life. Our Chaotic God Clan will not rest until justice is served!"Gyddur would be furious to learn

The dilemma left Lawrence and the others feeling extremely uneasy. Allowing the clone in would imply that they did not place their prodigies' well-being as a priority. That would turn into a disincentive for anyone to heed their orders in the future. As they contemplated the situation, Lawrence with a grim expression confided in Creatia and Callide. He had already made his decision, and he wanted to seek their opinion on that.None of them wished for a war to erupt at that juncture, and they found themselves grappling with the same conflicted emotions as Lawrence. With a heavy heart, Lawrence swiftly reached out to Severin's divine senses in the border sea below and explained the situation to him, "Severin, you just killed Gyddur's apprentice, and he is requesting us to let his clone enter our realm. If you can hold out against him for a while, I shall give you an Eighturn Golden Pill and a chance to be baptised in the Heaven Palace's Celestial Ablution Pond. Does that sound agreeable

Following that realization, Hartberg covertly reached out to Severin's spiritual consciousness and whispered urgently, "Flee now! Prioritize your survival! Those royal celestials have an agenda! They can't even win against the Gyddur, yet they've allowed him to send his clone in!"Hartberg was tremendously disappointed in Lawrence's group.Severin smiled wryly after receiving Hartberg's advice. Instead of fleeing, however, he maintained a composed demeanor as he gazed calmly at Gyddur in the distance. "Your praise is appreciated, Your Excellency," he retorted casually. "But compliments aren't going to bring your disciple back. He has no one to blame but himself if his abilities fell short."Gyddur's chest burned with indignation at Severin's audacity, and his expression soured ominously. He narrowed his eyes and emanated a menacing aura before saying to Severin in a frigid tone, "You will regret this."Being mocked by a quasi-royal celestial was a first for Gyddur. Without further