Life After Prison

Once everything was settled, he took his time and rested. After a while, he leaped into the air and continued to explore the other areas of the cave. According to Sian, the Chaotic Evil Practitioner’s Arm was also in this cave.

Although Chaotic Evil Practitioner’s Arm was useless to Severin, it was a priceless item. The Chaotic Evil Practitioner’s Arm could only be created by the prodigies of the Wicked Tribe and Yellow Ghost Tribe.

If Severin could find it, he could sell it or exchange it with numerous seventh-grade or eighth-grade alchemical pills.

Therefore, he was not about to miss out on gaining a fortune.

While he was up in the air, he released his divine sense to search around. In the meantime, he also created a fireball to hold it in his hand. The darkness was chased away when the fireball provided the light Severin needed to see the cave.

As mentioned earlier, the size of the cave was humongous. Other than the altar, there were many buildings around the tomb with the altar being in the middle.

Soon, his divine sense reached a barrier near a building not too far away. That meant there was a formation. If a building needed a formation to protect it, there could be treasure in the building that needed protection.

This was the tomb of Anson Kuvings, the prodigy of the Wicked Tribe. When he passed away, he was either a level seven or level eight paragon. He must have collected many treasures in his spatial ring during his lifetime.

Enough for a cultivator to live a fruitful life. However, Severin did not discover any spatial ring or treasure when he found Anson. That meant Anson’s treasure must be hiding somewhere else.

Severin shook his head and flew toward the building. As he was at the entrance, a light blue light pillar shot down from the sky and dropped a few miles away from him. His sixth sense told him the light pillar was very dangerous. Even with his current attainment, he felt like something had targeted him.

“Something doesn’t feel right. This is a dangerous place. I need to be very careful.” Severin said to himself.

Immediately, he summoned the Darkgold Bell and placed it above his head for protection. Despite that, he still did not feel safe. He waved his hand and used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from his energy center to form a protection shield. Finally, he felt more secure.

After that, he threw a punch. His fist was like the sun. With his strong body, he punched at the light pillar with pure power. The light pillar flashed for a second after the attack. And that was all.

Other than its color being a little lighter than before, the attack dealt no damage.

Severin was really shocked to see his attack did not damage the light pillar. He assumed the power of the formation must have decreased after many years later. The outcome was just mind- blowing. How could a formation still be so powerful after so many years? How could the formation withstand his attack?

His body and power had surpassed many cultivators on the same level as him.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.